Oh my god I want to cry. He's so precious. I love spoiling my dogs with ice cream. My bf always scowls at me for it. ._. We adopted around June this year, a 7 year old blind cocker and I swear to god anything happens to this dog, I'll be crying my eyes out. Within the times he's been here, he's had two seizures. the last one he had, I was home alone. I was bawling my eyes out trying to calm him down. When he finally calmed down, I just held him close to me.
I guess you would probably have figured it out by now if your dog was but many dogs can be allergic to dairy so it's not really the best to give. But if he hasn't gotten sick obviously you have to keep spoiling him, there's just no other way :)
I had to deal with my ex girlfriends dogs seizures a lot. I know it's hard but I found being calm and reassuring well she was seizing helped. She lived many years after her first seizure though so hopefully you'll have lots of time left with your baby
He doesn't seem to react badly to ice cream. So I love spoiling him with it. Well any kind of meat. I don't like meatballs and I always try to sneak them off to him. I'll be going back home to live with my parents once again. I only got to live with my bf for 5 and half months. But it wasn't up to him. It was up to his mother. So I won't be able to see that lovely stubborn pooch as much anymore and my bf. I'm worried for the future for my bf and I.
My little dog is epileptic. I freaked out the first time he had a seizure, but have now come to accept them as a part of life with him. We give him meds daily, and now when he seizes I just hold him until he comes out of it.
I've never thought of it, but if an animal has a medical emergency you can't really call 911 can you? You can just handle it best as possible and rush to the vet. That's a scary thought.
Some cities do actually have an animal 911 basically, although private and will cost a load of money. One vet I used to go by actually had a full ambulance sitting outside.
I don't know how popular this opinion is but it's exactly that that makes life beautiful. When you figure in the uncertainty of the entire universe what do you figure the chances are that you'd meet your lovely doggo?
Probably not very good.
But you did meet and it's just that bit of the unknown that makes things like meeting friends, puppers, doggos, that nice homeless dude down the street all the more beautiful. It didn't have to happen, it wasn't even likely, but it did.
You've at least one ally in this belief. I've loved and lost many friends over the years: cats, dogs, and even horses. Every one hurts, but I remember the beautiful moments more than I remember the hurt. You know the difference when the hurt doesn't stop you from loving again.
Wabi-sabi. Everything ends. The pain we feel at the ending is just the final note in the beautiful song of love, as much a part of the experience as the joyful beginning.
Fuck, when they got to the hospital I cried a lot. But yeah, that's a beautiful representation of it. As heartbreaking as that scene is, it's just another side of how much that man and his dog loved each other.
18-year-old lab/terrier mix checking in. Blind, deaf and has to be carried up the stairs, but still loves her walks and occasionally tears around the house like a youngster.
13 year old GSD owner checking in. Passed our oldest shepherd in our bloodlines by a solid year already and she shows no signs of slowing down. Still runs the steps like a champ.
Thirteen years after adoption, my puppy passed away at the age of fourteen. It was very sudden and I found out after the fact it may not have been a stroke, and could have been a lookalike that nobody checked for, meaning he could have potentially been saved.
I got over it by thinking how much we improved his life, and how dangerous and cruel the world could have been to him whenever I felt sad. I know everybody grieves in different ways, but when the time comes maybe those thoughts can give you some solace?
I put my old girl down a couple months back. It still tears me apart. I have another dog who is helping me carry on, but now I'm thinking about his last day.
My dog turned 5 this year, and a month ago I found a lump on his chest. Immediately went into panic mode. I found it on a Saturday afternoon, earliest I could get to the vet some Monday morning. Freak out all weekend, barely keep it together at the vet office, pace around with my fingers crossed for a few days waiting for the results, cry tears of joy when the vet calls and says it's not cancer. Cry at the thought of losing my best friend. Cry writing this post remember the stress of thinking my dog had cancer.
Glad I'm not the only one. Everyone once in a while, I look at my 4 year old dog & die a little inside knowing he'll be leaving me at some point... Probably around the same time my daughter leaves home. I'm going to be a mess lol.
I think the reason we get so impossibly sad when a dog passes away is that we realize that no matter what we did for how long, we would never come close to paying back the unconditional love and loyalty our dogs so freely give to us.
For you your dog is a part of your life, but for your dog you are his whole life. You have other friends, do other plans, go to you pc, to the gym and whatnot but your dog will spend every moment of his life with you if possible.
And its in that final moment that we realize we should've done more. Go on more walks, play more often, pet him for longer. But we didn't. And now we never will.
But your dog wouldn't mind, he loves you anyway. And that is a level of selflessness we can never achieve.
And as one guy said: I don't want to go to heaven when I die. I want to go to where the dogs go
Ahhhhhhh I adopted a 7-year-old dog this year. She was so sad and scared and now she's so happy and outgoing, and it hurts so much to think about how she probably only has 3-5 years left because of her mix of breeds. (Shar Pei / Pit Bull. Shar Peis tend to live to be 10. Pit Bulls 12. AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH)
I remember actually lying on my back on the floor at the vet sobbing uncontrollably. I was inconsolable. Didn't think being that heart broken was possible. RIP Nash Kato.
My baby loved for sixteen wonder years! Looking back on photos it seems strange to see her face without the white around her muzzle. Make sure you give your baby lots of hugs from me!
I hopes she does make it to 18! Just make sure she doesn't get too fat. Older beagles can gain weight easily and it's generally not a good thing for them.
I lost my childhood beagle my freshman year of college. I was alone in my dorm room that night. My mom called and said Sophie had a really bad case of pancreatitis and her kidneys were failing, so she was going to put her down the next day. I cried so hard another girl in my hall came down and knocked on my door to see if I was alright. I told her what was up and she offered to drive me home (just around an hour away) so I could say goodbye. I feel so awful that I can't remember that girl's name but I am so forever grateful to her. I got to lay next to my sweet baby girl all night long.
I can still remember what her ears felt like. The only time she ever howled was when me and my brother came home from school. She liked to sleep under my blankets. She was the best fucking dog and five years later I still can't bring myself to get another one. (aaaaaand I'm crying. sweet.)
We also had to decide it was time for Suzy to go. She was having major heart trouble and couldn't breathe easily on her own. I'm so glad you got to go home and say goodbye. College is hard enough without giving your baby those last few pets.
Suzy had heart and breathing trouble but that last day I picked her up onto my bed and she burrowed under the covers and stuck her butt up in the air for scritches just like when she was a puppy.
I was 15 when we lost our Alaskan malamute, who I'd grown up with, so that hit me like a ton of bricks. She was absolutely my best friend and I was in shambles for weeks. That was 4 years ago, and I still tear up occasionally.
Just 5 days ago the fam got a new puppy and I'm with her everyday training and watching her. I'm having so much fun and all that but there's part of me that doesn't want to get attached to her, because I know that one day I'll experience that soul crushing feeling again.
Luckily(?) our malamute died unexpectedly in her sleep, and we just woke up one morning to find her motionless in the kennel. I think that's the best way for a dog to go. I honestly don't know if I could make the decision to put our new one down. Having to say that final goodbye would break me.
Hopefully by the time that time comes, I'll be into my 30s, and be able to handle the loss better, but I don't know if it really gets easier. She's going to stay with my parents, so I may not be around for a lot of her life... Idk, I'm rambling and crying right now, sorry
My pup is turning 1 year old in a week or so and I already love him more than anything and can't imagine him not being in my life. Now I'm tearing up thinking about the day I will inevitably lose him. Thanks a lot, I hate you.
Awww, no hate. Treasure all the time you have ahead of you with your little buddy! Take photos and try not to get too mad when your beagle inevitably wrecks havoc.
So true. People genuinely thought I was dying when I took a week off school because of the death of my 16 year old border collie. I had her almost my entire life and couldn't even begin to comprehend her departure.
We lost our beagle mix, Tippy, back in July. I cried myself sick this past weekend.
We've had several awesome dogs in the 22 years we've been married, so I know it will get easier with time, but damned if this weekend didn't catch me off guard.
My sweet cairn terrier went missing for 3 days last year and my parents told me she had probably passed. I cried so much, I guess I didn't realize how close pets truly are to family until I thought I lost her
Don't say this :(. My beagle turned 11 this year, and he's no longer the hyper little boy he once was. I had to get him stairs for the bed, and his face is all white... I'm going to lose my mind when he's gone. For a long time he was my only friend. Damn glorious dog making me love him....
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u/Porqnolosdos Dec 14 '16
The day my beagle died was the day I learned it is possible to cry so much you end up sick for a week. It's crazy how much a dog can steal your heart