My best little buddy is sick, really sick. He is in kidney failure. The blood tests indicate they are 70-75% gone.
Murphy is 14 and I picked him as a puppy at the breeder and then he peed on me during the drive home. That was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
He was about two years old when I got a divorce and let me tell you, no matter how sad or tired you are when you walk into an empty house, it always makes you smile when they come running to meet you at the door. You know there is one being on this earth that believes the sun rises and sets in you and it helps to get up each day just knowing that.
We go back to the vet tomorrow to learn how to give him saline injections to keep him hydrated. We have discussed this - through many tears - and agree that we will keep him comfortable but when his quality of life is no more - I won't prolong him needlessly.
It will be the hardest thing I have ever had to do, but I owe him that for all the love and devotion he has given me. They truly are big sponges of love and all you have to do is slightly squeeze and it all comes running back to you.
There are times when I watch him and he seems fine. His little tail will wiggle and his eyes sparkle. But in the next few minutes he will either throw up or pee unknowingly.
We have resorted to doggy diapers. Now he is just embarrassed, afraid the other dogs will laugh at him.
I told him not to worry - mommy and daddy were only a few years away from diapers their self.
It will be the hardest thing I have ever had to do, but I owe him that for all the love and devotion he has given me. They truly are big sponges of love and all you have to do is slightly squeeze and it all comes running back to you.
There are times when I watch him and he seems fine. His little tail will wiggle and his eyes sparkle. But in the next few minutes he will either throw up or pee unknowingly.
We have resorted to doggy diapers. Now he is just embarrassed, afraid the other dogs will laugh at him.
I told him not to worry - mommy and daddy were only a few years away from diapers their self.
5 comments:
Give sweet Murphy a hug for me. He looks as sweet as sugar. I love the shot where he's in your lap. Adorable.
My hubby always said he was up there surfing for kitty cat porn. Thanks for your good thoughts. I'll give him two hugs for you.
Poor, poor Murphy. I'm so sorry to hear about his conditon. This is exactly the reason why I refuse to get any pets. You stated so many great examples of how he enhanced your life though. I know I would fall to pieces if my pet ever got sick. Best wishes for Murphy and to you.
My worst fear is he gets real bad while I am in California. Please no.
Fourteen years of love and happiness is not enough, we always want more time with them. I'll hope the best for your little guy, and that he has more healthy quality time to spend with you.
If you have never had to euthanize a pet, please know that the hardest part (at least for me) is making the decision and setting the appointment. Following through is the last way we can show them how much we love them and it is so peaceful and gentle.
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