R.I.P My Girl

 

This was probably one of the worst long holiday weekends we have had in a long time, maybe ever. Last Monday I had to take the dog to the emergency vet after my night job. I ended up leaving work at 11 that night to take her. She was having a lot of trouble getting up and moving around and fell and couldn’t get up. The kids got her in the house because she was outside. When I got there I tried to get her to get up and she wouldn’t or couldn’t. She would just move the front of her body around and try to drag or pull her back legs around. I put a blanket down to get her on to take her to the vet and she couldn’t get on it. She loves to ride but couldn’t even get up when I asked her if she wanted to go for a ride.

We finally got her on the blanket it and it took us a while to move her and get her into the car. We could hardly get her picked up. We could only get her a little piece and have to sit her down. When we got there they came out and got her on a stretcher. Once inside she got up and moved around for them some but still had problems and wasn’t to strong.

The vet came in and checked her out. He didn’t do x rays but really moved her legs around and checked her back and things really good. He seemed to think it was arthritis in her hips. We didn’t do x rays because she had problems a few years ago and they gave her meds and she was good in a few days and had not had problems since. They said in 3 to 4 days we should see an improvement.

By Friday she wasn’t doing better and the meds were not helping with pain for very long at all. She was needing it again well before time for her to have it again. I had pain meds they gave her before that she didn’t need all of so I called the drug store to see if she could take the two meds together and they said yes. I got home and told them to give her the pain med until I could call her vet and get her in the next morning.

I called them Saturday morning and they said they could get her in at 1. It took a bit to get her in the car again but she was more able to help us get her in there. We got there and she wouldn’t get out. I told oldest to go in and ask them to help us with her. While she was in there I finally got her to get out of the car. She wanted to walk all over but I got her to go in because I knew that she wasn’t going to walk around long or would fall down. I didn’t want her to get stuck outside. About the time we walked in they were coming from the back with a stretcher to get her in. They took us right into a room.

The tech came in and talked to us she said the vet would like xrays and blood work. We were fit in between appointments and late so it maybe a little bit before she could get in to see us but we could have this in the works and ready when she got in. I told them we would do the x ray but I wanted to talk to the doctor and wait for the blood work. By the time they got back to us the doctor came in with them. We talked and she took her to get the x rays. We really thought it was going to be her hips and she needed stronger medication.

They brought her back in and said her hips looked great, even for her age. Then they told us (oldest went with me) that it was her spine. They said it was getting narrow and it had arthritis in it and it was what was causing her to lose control and not be able to use her back legs. She said we could put her on stronger meds and pain meds and see how well we could manage it. But that it would not really improve her, she would most always need help getting up and getting around. They were talking about the stronger meds also would effect her organs and with her being older was more likely to happen and probably wouldn’t take long to. She also pointed out that the mass she has was kind of swollen and was at risk of busting open. She said she didn’t know if it was that way because she was just in heat and would go down or not. She said we would just have to watch it. She said that she would start to get pressure sores from not being able to move and things as well.

She didn’t just dump it all on us, she told me as I asked her questions and things. I just told her I was trying to figure out if the meds were going to help or just prolong things? That I didn’t want her to suffer but that I also didn’t want to rush to do anything if she had a chance of improving and doing alright if we just worked with her and gave her time.

She said that she felt at this time it would just be giving her quantity of life not quality. She told us we could take her home and come back later or another day to give us time and things. She said that honestly she felt it was time and that she felt she was ready. I told her I said I want to do what is best for her. I don’t want to take her home to just give us time and things when she is suffering. I just want to be sure we are doing the right thing. She said no she understood and answered all our questions and talked with us for a while. We decided it was best for her and that we needed go ahead and do it. We told the tech and she took her out and put the iv in. She said it would be a while before the vet could get to us she was in the other rooms seeing other animals. She asked if we would be ready when she was done or if we just wanted to leave her or let her know when we were ready. I told her we be okay let us know when the vet was ready.

My oldest decided she didn’t want to be there while they did it. I was fine with that. I have had to do this two other times and hate it but won’t just leave them alone while they do it and let them spend their last few minutes alone they been there so much for us.

In a little bit the tech and vet came back in. They had ice cream and cake or something on a plate for her. My oldest went out. She was on a big towel on the floor we were sitting on. They sat down on the floor with me and the dog. They gave her the plate of treats. She ate the cake up right away. Then she started on the ice cream. She ate a good amount of it. While she was eating it they gave her an injection to make her go to sleep as if they were going to do surgery on her. She went to sleep right away, they moved the plate over from her. She started to snore and was laying there so peacefully. Then the vet said she would give her the injection that would do it and it would be done with in just a minute or two. I told her okay. I sat there and pet her and held her head and they gave her the shot. In a minute she said it was done. I just cried we had cried the whole time we sat there petting her and talking to her. I looked at her and we all got up after a few minutes and I looked down at her. She looked like one of those huge stuffed animals that you see at the store. I just wanted to reach down grab her and cuddle her. I had to leave the room, I couldn’t sit there and see her like that.

We got home and I had to tell the kids she went to be with Sprite our dog that got hit a few years ago and passed. They are so upset. My Little Bitty said can we just get out of here and go do something? I don’t want to be in the house without her right now. The other kids all were upset as well.

My poor little Bitty cried and cried last night and all she has said since I told her is this is the worse time for this to happen. This is the worse day for this to happen. She needed to be here for Christmas, she was supposed to be here so she could see all the pretty Christmas stuff and lights and to get her gifts. Then she could go be with her and grandpa. I keep telling her that they are all together and happy watching over her. But she is still upset. It is understandable. I feel horrible for them.

We got her when my older two were 3 and 2. They picked her out when she was a few days old and brought her home at 8 weeks old, just a few days before Christmas. She been around pretty much all my kids lives. She loved them as much as they loved her. She has been apart of our family for 12 years. That is a long time and seems even longer for kids. I don’t know what breaks my heart more, wjat we had to do or for them to have to go through this again and with one they are so close to.

Little Bitty took her picture here and added to it as you can see.

Today Pops got to the shop late, it was after lunch. I told him I had to go over across the way to the vets a minute. It’s probably not even a quarter mile from our office now. When we move it will be even closer. But I ran over and picked up the paw print they made. I went in and told them what I was there for and everything. They went back and brought a little bag out. I didn’t even look in I went to leave. As I was walking across the parking lot back to the car I felt the bag and could tell there was more in it. About the that time it hit me. It was her collar and leash. Now I don’t know what to do with it. One thing the kids said was where is her collar? I told them I left it on her, left it with her. They said good we want it to stay with her. I was that way with my other dogs as well. I didn’t want their collars I felt they should be with them and one I had loved his collar he hated for you to take it off. He sit and wait for you to put it back on him.

So when I felt them in the bag today this oh no now what just came over me. My first thought was to throw them away but it just seems wrong to throw them away. I hate to take them home to the kids because I know it is going to upset them they wanted it to stay with her. Right now they are still in the bag with the print I have to figure out what to do with them before I go home tonight. If I had my truck I just toss them in one of the boxes or what and figure it out later but this car has no where to keep things. I wish I jad noticed inside I would of asked them to keep them. Just told them the kids wanted them to stay with her I didn’t want them to see them. I know I shhould just be the adult and get rid of them or what but I can’t and dont know what to do with them either. Getting rid of them feel like we just didn’t care or don’t care and that isn’t it at all. We just wanted them to stay with her and not to have them. There isn’t really anything we can do with them other than just have them laying around. I will probably just take them home and drop them in my trunk.

All Ready To Be Picked Up

I got a call from the vets office a little while ago telling me the the dog would be already to go home around 4. I told them I would be there around 6 that I was working until 5. They said that was fine. I said so everything went okay and her test came back negative? They said yes everything came back good and she did great during the surgery.

I have to pick her up and go to work for awhile. I hope that everything rolls out of Boston early and I don’t have to be there very long although I need the money and should stay as long as I can. But I don’t think she is going to be good for to long. I just hope she does good and don’t cause a problem and I have to leave right away. Sometimes she does great with people other times she don’t. But most the time I have the problem with her is at home. She wants to protect her house. She did great at the office today in the waiting room and in the car at the little store why I got gas and my drink. She just watched everyone out the window and laid down.

Doom and Gloom Has Come Again

I don’t know what to think that doom and gloom feeling has rushed over me this morning. I got up early because I had to take the dog a million miles away to drop her off to be spayed before I went to work this morning. I got there at 8 to just drop her off. I didn’t talk to anyone until 8:45 or after. Then since she has had two seizures they wanted me to talk to the vet. She was scared of him did not like him at all. He listen to her and said she has a pretty good heart murmur. Ideally we would do a heart work up on her EKG and ECO and I think something else. But he said that is getting into a lot of money. He seem to think she should do good. But they wanted to do a heart worm test to make sure it isn’t that. He said he could do it why I waited but I told him I thought she was healthy and fine. That I really had to get to work that I would leave her and let them test her and if anything was wrong to call me. I think they told me before she had the murmur. She has only been to the vet once since I had her. She is healthy as I told him and she was quick to point out that she seemed that way but we really didn’t know. Even then I was okay and didn’t feel that anything was wrong. I did have the though before he said all that, that maybe I should just skip it and take her home. But know she needs to really be done she is so young and we don’t need puppies. I feel that everything is going to be okay but then I feel bad for just leaving her and not waiting for them to do the test. But it was almost 9:30 and I needed to be towns away at work by 10. I know that the test is going to come back fine and they are going to have to do what they need to do and I will pick her up at 6 and she will be great.

I think when I lost my bumper i messed up something under my car. I know I still haven’t told you about that either. I have been really busy getting nothing done this weekend and being told what a horrible mother I am and how sorry everyone feels for my kids. And dealing with Sleeping Beauty mess. But now I have to see what that is and get it fixed. I don’t even know if I should be driving it or what will happen if something happens. I don’t think I am supposed to have a vehicle.

Then I started thinking about my car the shit show I have with the one I just bought. I got an offer of $500 on my old truck why I was leaving the vet. I really need more but really don’t think I am going to get it at this point or after the fire and damage now. I have $500 worth of tires on it.

Thinking about all that is going on and the fact of doing it alone and just everything I don’t know what to think or where to go. It just hit me like hitting a break wall on the way to work doom and gloom something bad is going to happen. I still don’t feel that it is to do with the dog. I feel like it is something at home or with the kids. I have had that feeling about the house for a little while now but hadn’t really thought much of it or let it get to me. I keep telling myself everything is fine and that nothing is going to happen. But today is just hard and I don’t know why that is at the top of the list.

Homing Pigeons

I want to get homing pigeons, one for each of us and race them. Not really race them against others just each other. Might be fun to get bff kids some all of us raise them and race them. I have researched and looked into them off and on for a little while now. I think it would be fun to do with the kids.

Anyone ever have any dealings with homing pigeons? Tell me the good, bad and ugly.

Re:Poor Oldest

Last night while I was at work she messaged me a picture of a message she had gotten from a lady.

It said she was left a huge aviary and has over 100 birds like the one that got away. She said she would love for her to have some since hers had gotten away. She ask her how much and she said free. She said she felt bad about hers getting away and she didn’t want her to be sad. That they had plenty to share. She was asking her how many she would like, what colors, how old everything. She has from hand held babies to years old. She sent her a bunch of pictures of all different ones.

But she is about 2 hours or more away. It would cost as much in gas as it would to just buy one. I told her to tell her thank you but at this time that was not a trip we were able to make. If I was and I was better prepared I would see if I could may buy a few from her and make the trip. If she gave oldest one or two and was interested in selling a few for a better price than pet stores it would be worth it. We could get baby ones and pick colors we wanted and she has a better selection than stores all around and hers are held and played with so tamed more than pet stores who just “hand feed” them.

Oldest told her it was not a trip we could make right now but thank you so much for such an offer. She wrote back and said she comes north of us about 15 mile away, a couple times a month. If we could tell her what she wanted age and color she would pick them and bring them. We could just meet her. I told her tell her we would talk about it she would get back with her she said okay great.

 

 

Poor Oldest

Back in 2015 my oldest took her money she had saved and bought herself two birds and a nice cage. She has managed to keep them a live and happy the last three years and moved them into a bird mansion with in the last year or so.

But she has a bad habit of taking them out at times they should not be out lately. So Saturday we were cleaning the truck out. Well the boys left the front door open, I was sitting in the truck and noticed it. I kept thinking I should tell them to close it but wasn’t really worried about it as the dogs were in their cages.

Well in a little bit Oldest goes in and comes out crying. Her bird was gone. She has this huge cage for these 2 little birds and it has an area on top they can come out and sit. Well she put them up there knowing we were going in and out to the truck and knowing the cage is right next to the front door.

I feel bad for her and I don’t because we have been going around about this for a while and her doing things like this. She is so worried about him now, how he going to get food, stay dry, safe, sleep and on and on. The other bird don’t seem to even care that its a lone now. She’s worried it is going to die from being a lone.

Pet Cemetery

I’m going to have to start refuring to my house as the pet Cemetery. I had to go beary another guinea pig today. As I am getting ready to go to the store and my interview and everything else I had to do, the older kids tell me another one died. One died about 9 months ago or so. I told them take the live one out put the cage outside until I could deal with it.

I had to take care of it after I got the kids from school. I had to tell Little Bitty her’s died. She didn’t seem bothered at all went on carrying on as always. Then dinner time I guess she really thought about it and it hit her. She got all upset. But after that she calmed down was okay.

We now have a dog, two pigs, two frogs in our yard. I should have made a spot in the back corner or somewhere an put them all but I didn’t. The dog we did she is in the front yard under my bedroom window under the tree. But the two pigs are just random spots in the backyard. I just wanted it done and over with. I don’t do dead animals.

I think my older son has the right idea about tortoise they live forever.

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