Today is a day of sadness for me.
I don't want to elaborate too much, because I'm still upset.
My puppy, Luke, passed away this morning.
I went to feed him and he wouldn't get up, wouldn't eat, wouldn't do anything.
That was completely abnormal for Luke. He always tore the gates off at feeding time.
I thought it was odd, but I left him some food and decided to check on him about an hour later.
An hour went by and he still had not improved. I scooped him up, took him to the vet, thinking he'd just eaten something that didn't agree with him or possibly swallowed a bone.
I dropped him off. I know the girl that works there and I knew he was in good hands. She too thought maybe something was lodged in his throat, she said it was no big deal that I could come back and pick him up. I went on to my eye doctor's appointment. When I came out, she had called and said he didn't make it. At first they thought someone had beaten him, then maybe he'd been run over but it turns out he had a mass on his lung. The mass ruptured and his lungs had filled with blood. They were fixing to do surgery, but he passed. She said he wasn't in any pain, they'd given him lots of morphine. He just went to sleep.
I am crushed and I'm really really going to miss that dog.
I don't want to elaborate too much, because I'm still upset.
My puppy, Luke, passed away this morning.
I went to feed him and he wouldn't get up, wouldn't eat, wouldn't do anything.
That was completely abnormal for Luke. He always tore the gates off at feeding time.
I thought it was odd, but I left him some food and decided to check on him about an hour later.
An hour went by and he still had not improved. I scooped him up, took him to the vet, thinking he'd just eaten something that didn't agree with him or possibly swallowed a bone.
I dropped him off. I know the girl that works there and I knew he was in good hands. She too thought maybe something was lodged in his throat, she said it was no big deal that I could come back and pick him up. I went on to my eye doctor's appointment. When I came out, she had called and said he didn't make it. At first they thought someone had beaten him, then maybe he'd been run over but it turns out he had a mass on his lung. The mass ruptured and his lungs had filled with blood. They were fixing to do surgery, but he passed. She said he wasn't in any pain, they'd given him lots of morphine. He just went to sleep.
I am crushed and I'm really really going to miss that dog.
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