JaniceandSpike
Member Since 2009
My handsome boy went to the rainbow bridge Thursday afternoon in my arms. He went for a recheck of blood work for his kidneys before Thanksgiving. The results were the same or better as last time. His blood pressure was normal and diabetes controlled. His appy was off. My boy loved to eat and adored his treats. One shake of the bag and he'd come running. He started showing no interest in both. I got him an appetite stimulant but it just wasn't doing anything. He was becoming more lethargic. I was thinking he was in pain because of his severe arthritis so I got him compounded liquid tramadol. He still wasn't showing improvement. He wasn't hiding, vomiting but still turning away from any foods. I had little plates of food all over the house. We had even gone to high carb. The last two days I noticed when he came from walking anywhere his breathing was labored and he ever so slowly lied down. Like he was trying to find a comfy position. I was preparing myself for the worst. My Princess had lung cancer and I waited too long and I'm afraid she suffered her last hour. This wasn't going to happen to Spike. The vet took an X-ray and it was bad. Spike had fluid around his heart and lungs and a tumor in one lung. She said his stomach also felt squishy so she suspected other tumors.
We went to a private room and I held him in my arms talking to him and loving him the whole time. She had given him a shot to put him in a state of euphoria. He went very peacefully at 17 years and 1 month. He will always be in my heart because of the diabetic caring bond we shared. Sometimes I was so consumed with his health I'm sure my friends thought I was going nuts. I'm glad he's not suffering and that the X-ray made the decision for me. I know he ruled my house, my heart and taught me a great deal. I thank everyone on this site for support, encouragement and their love. We are a very special group.
ps I swear to god he was walking around all his favorite spots in the house yesterday...otherwise I am a crazy cat lady.
We went to a private room and I held him in my arms talking to him and loving him the whole time. She had given him a shot to put him in a state of euphoria. He went very peacefully at 17 years and 1 month. He will always be in my heart because of the diabetic caring bond we shared. Sometimes I was so consumed with his health I'm sure my friends thought I was going nuts. I'm glad he's not suffering and that the X-ray made the decision for me. I know he ruled my house, my heart and taught me a great deal. I thank everyone on this site for support, encouragement and their love. We are a very special group.
ps I swear to god he was walking around all his favorite spots in the house yesterday...otherwise I am a crazy cat lady.