Julie & Orange
Member Since 2012
Last condo: http://www.felinediabetes.com/FDMB/viewtopic.php?f=9&t=72593
I'm hijacking Orange's condo today for Yvette. I haven't posted about her lately, but if you've been reading our condos from a few months back you may remember that our dog, Yvette, has been sick for a while. Around the same time Orange was diagnosed we had Yvette in for her first tests. Since then we have seen Orange gain strength and get a little better every day while Yvette slowly deteriorated. Yesterday we lost the battle.
We never did find out what was wrong with her out of all the tests and ultrasounds that were done. She came back positive for Cushings, but didn't respond well to the medications and the symptoms didn't really fit. The vet suspects there was cancer somewhere that they just didn't find. When we brought her in yesterday she had lost more weight, wouldn't eat, her skin was flaking off, her fur falling out, she had developed new heart problems, and didn't have the strength to lift her head. The vet rattled off what we could do to continue to treat her - rerun all the inconclusive tests, put her on fluids, figure out whats going on with her heart. She said we can always try, but there was little to no chance of having her return to a half normal life. She suggested putting her to sleep, and my husband and I decided it was time to let her go. I can't even tell you how much it hurt to see her like that, and how much more it hurt to let go of her. It was the strangest feeling sitting there with her head in my arms at the vet. Such a painful moment, but I wanted to freeze time and stay there forever, because it was my last moments with her.
Yvette was the best dog I could have asked for. We got her from the SPCA 6.5 years ago. She was about 4 at the time, but we didn't really know her age. She was the big scary Rottweiler that most people overlooked, but she was as sweet anything. When you went up to her she would just lean into you so that she could lift up her leg and ask for a belly rub. She always wanted to be pet and had this way of nudging up under your arm to get you to pet her regardless of what drinks got spilled in the process. Despite her size (which was an overweight 112 lbs when we got her to a skin and bones 68 at the end) she was an excellent lap dog. The picture below is from New Years 2009, when she was full of energy and full of life. I miss the way she would bounce around when she wanted to go outside and the way she would always run full speed back to the house when she wanted to come in. I miss her lying next to me.
Goodbye sweet Yvette. I will love you always.
I'm hijacking Orange's condo today for Yvette. I haven't posted about her lately, but if you've been reading our condos from a few months back you may remember that our dog, Yvette, has been sick for a while. Around the same time Orange was diagnosed we had Yvette in for her first tests. Since then we have seen Orange gain strength and get a little better every day while Yvette slowly deteriorated. Yesterday we lost the battle.
We never did find out what was wrong with her out of all the tests and ultrasounds that were done. She came back positive for Cushings, but didn't respond well to the medications and the symptoms didn't really fit. The vet suspects there was cancer somewhere that they just didn't find. When we brought her in yesterday she had lost more weight, wouldn't eat, her skin was flaking off, her fur falling out, she had developed new heart problems, and didn't have the strength to lift her head. The vet rattled off what we could do to continue to treat her - rerun all the inconclusive tests, put her on fluids, figure out whats going on with her heart. She said we can always try, but there was little to no chance of having her return to a half normal life. She suggested putting her to sleep, and my husband and I decided it was time to let her go. I can't even tell you how much it hurt to see her like that, and how much more it hurt to let go of her. It was the strangest feeling sitting there with her head in my arms at the vet. Such a painful moment, but I wanted to freeze time and stay there forever, because it was my last moments with her.
Yvette was the best dog I could have asked for. We got her from the SPCA 6.5 years ago. She was about 4 at the time, but we didn't really know her age. She was the big scary Rottweiler that most people overlooked, but she was as sweet anything. When you went up to her she would just lean into you so that she could lift up her leg and ask for a belly rub. She always wanted to be pet and had this way of nudging up under your arm to get you to pet her regardless of what drinks got spilled in the process. Despite her size (which was an overweight 112 lbs when we got her to a skin and bones 68 at the end) she was an excellent lap dog. The picture below is from New Years 2009, when she was full of energy and full of life. I miss the way she would bounce around when she wanted to go outside and the way she would always run full speed back to the house when she wanted to come in. I miss her lying next to me.
Goodbye sweet Yvette. I will love you always.
