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In the Memory Of........
In the Memory Of........
Ok, this is not a happy post. Get a hankie.
Ok, bear with me, the set up is important to me. My best friend of over 15 years and I have started to kinda see each other. We've hung out and done stuff for a few months, even got a tattoo. This weekend, a friend of ours came into town for a baby shower. We were supposed to get together tonite (Saturday) and get rip roaring drunk, get tattoos, and just in general have fun.
I went over to D's place around 6 this evening after dropping my girls off at the ex's. The plan is to hang out, go get some dinner and just get freaky. She has 3 dogs who are a riot to hang with.
Reality Sets in.
I am in the shower after a mind-blowing warm up for the evening. D sticks her head in and says she need to take Peanut to the ER. Peanut has had diarrhea for a day or so, and doesn't look good. He is a 13 year old Dachshund.
We pack up Nut and head to the 24 hour pet ER. I am of the firm belief the brother has just caught a cold or something. D is freaking out and crying and stuff. She is going to the worse place possible. And for good reason, 2 years ago, she had to put her basset down. and her soon to be ex wouldn't stay in the room. She was all alone.
The doc sees Peanut, and is a little worried about back issues that are common with weiner dogs. Nut is lethargic and just hanging out. Doesn't even squirm when the thermometer is stuck up his butt.
doc says maybe nut blew a disk while trying to poop or something like that. but the tests on the legs are kind of frightening. He isn't responding too well. Doc wants to take xrays and run blood test. All good.
So now we wait. D is a mess, she is pacing back and forth. She has been crying, as she had to put a dog down 2 years to day ago. She has gone to the worst place. And of course, I'm telling her it will be all right. No problem. everything is ok.
An hour 10 Minutes into it, she starts freaking because this can't be good. I try to reassure her that it takes time to run blood tests.
Around 9 pm, doc comes out with the tests. There is a major problem with the liver. At this point we are still in the waiting room, talking with her. A couple of other people bring their animals in. Doc moves us to a private room. No matter what, Pnut needs to have an IV to get re hydrated, but no guarantee that it will fix anything. I watch the face of my best friend as she realizes she has to make a decision. And it is a decision that has to be based only on how the quality of life will be for Peanut.
If you have never had to make a decision like this in your life, count yourself lucky. I must give her props for making the most difficult decision. Peanut had to sleep. The Doctor was very professional yet humane. She brought us Peanut in for a few minutes so D could say good bye. This is the hardest thing I think I have ever had to watch. I got to hold D and P as Pnut was given his relief. I'm not ashamed to say I was crying as much as D was. It was hard. And yet it was the best decision to make.
As an aside here, I refer you to a post by flyaway about tears. http://AdultFriendFinder.com=67181906_47162
Now the really hard part. In the morning she has to go tell her 2 kids that Peanut is gone. I have to tell my 2yr old that she can't play with peanut anymore. and we have to explain to the other two dogs, that their brother is gone and not coming home.
My Friends, as I sit here writing this with tears running down my face, I ask that you all lift a drink and salute Peanut for he is in a happier and better place.
Sorry to be a downer on a Saturday night, but I had to tell this story.
8/27/2006 12:51 am
Here's to Peanut, Cheers.|
It's hard to let go of a much loved member of the family, and that's what animals become. I have been here.....the most recent would be my cat.......who I had since a kitten. Now I love Cats, but I loved Gilbert because of his nature and attitude.......pawing the fish bowl, getting into the funniest situations, but also the fact that he was soooooo clingy, always at my side....even in the car.
The most important thing is to do the right thing by the animal, no matter how hard, and you never forget them, you never stop loving them, but fortunaltely with time the pain of losing them and not having them in your life.....well, it eases. I do hope that D will be alright, give her my best, and with that I raise my glass and salute you Peanut.
8/31/2006 1:06 pm
i'm sooo sorry about peanut!!!! hugz and kisses,lis|
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9/1/2006 3:13 am
I've been in the same place as your friend...and it is not a good/nor easy place to be in. the loss of a dog can be as tramatic as the loss of a child to many...give your friend a hug from me...|