Our baby dog is dying.
Other than a few bites of steak and some peanut butter (to help the pills down), she hasn't eaten much in the past few weeks. Only a few sips of water.
The x-rays showed swollen kidneys and liver -- and possibly/probably a tumor there. Ruby perked up a tiny bit when the pills started; I got a few wags of the tail. But now she asks to go out -- and doesn't want to come back in, no matter what.
This is just what one of our other dogs, our valiant Buck, did.
The Brick and I hate to see her suffering like this. So we will let her enjoy this last sunny afternoon.
I'm sorry. I do have Stuff to show you -- but just am not up to it. Everything feels numb.
More soon.
6 comments:
I'm sorry. I'm going through the same thing right now. Joe just wants to sit in the sun.
Cindy, we lost a dog to illness this past December. My heart is breaking for you both. 💔
Sorry to hear about Ruby. Thinking of you and Dave at this sad time. 😔
It's so hard, isn't it... just love him up as much as you can. I lost count of the times we told Rubes, "Good dog. Mom and Dad love you." Thanks for writing -- I"m thinking of you, going through this. And it's hard.
I'm so sorry, Friend. You know how it feels...thank you for writing.
Thank you so much for letting me -- and him -- know. Gratefully appreciated.
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