I am very much a dog person..on Saturday we had to put our almost 12 yr old golden retriever to sleep
...she was truley the best dog I have ever had. I have 2 other dogs and a foster dog at home. I also take care other people's dogs while they go out of town..In addition, I volunteer at a shelter 3 days a week, and work a weekend partime job at a doggie/kitty boarding facillity..So I am all about pets
About 6 weeks ago, my golden was starting to breath very heavily, and wasnt eatingmuch.. I know she was older, and I know it sometimes happens as they age, so I took her to the vet..After an exam and xrays, they determined she had a Large mass in her chest
...I mean I would of not put my almost 12 yr old dog through surgery, because most likely if it were cancer(which it probably was)all that surgery and testing would only prolong her life a couple of more months.. The vet gave is us some pain pills and sent us home, and said "Call if u need anything"...well she actually started eating really well after the visit, I figured out why she didnt want to eat back then. The mass/tumor was pushing up on her upperchest..and it bothered her to bend over and eat..so we started putting her food on the couch, and she would eat standing up and not bending down, and she ate like a champ..
Anyways..every since the diagnosis.. Ive done nothing but worry...I fretted over each morsel of food she ate or didnt eat...last week, her eating became bad again...trying all sorts of things.. I would get up in the middle of th night just to check on her, as her breathing was so heavy and she had that look in her eyes like she was so uncomfortable.I kept worrying I woulld come down and findthat she passed away..Last week was horrible, I did a lot of praying..Friday night before bed, I laid on the floor with her rubbing her , petting her telling her I loved her and that she was my beautiful girl...I cried and cried. Saturday morning I was to leave on an overnight camping trip with my girls girlscout troop. She got up in the morning, and ate maybe 3 bites of food and no more..She did come outside while we loaded the van, this was around 7:30am...
Around 3pm I called home..my husband said that Qtip would not get up at all.> He could not get her up to go to the bathroom. He carried her outside and she just collasped that.. we both cried on the phone. I said "Take her in".. I wish I could of been there, but I was 1 1/2 hrs away from home. He took her to the vet and had her put to sleep.. I cried all night Saturday night. My heart is still heavy..BUT.. I feel guilty that I am relieved she is not suffering and mostly that I dont have to worry about her anymore..
I still cant believe she is gone..yet there is a sense of relief? I feel horribly guilty that I fell relieved that I am not constantly worrying about her.
Am I such a horrible pet owner??


About 6 weeks ago, my golden was starting to breath very heavily, and wasnt eatingmuch.. I know she was older, and I know it sometimes happens as they age, so I took her to the vet..After an exam and xrays, they determined she had a Large mass in her chest

Anyways..every since the diagnosis.. Ive done nothing but worry...I fretted over each morsel of food she ate or didnt eat...last week, her eating became bad again...trying all sorts of things.. I would get up in the middle of th night just to check on her, as her breathing was so heavy and she had that look in her eyes like she was so uncomfortable.I kept worrying I woulld come down and findthat she passed away..Last week was horrible, I did a lot of praying..Friday night before bed, I laid on the floor with her rubbing her , petting her telling her I loved her and that she was my beautiful girl...I cried and cried. Saturday morning I was to leave on an overnight camping trip with my girls girlscout troop. She got up in the morning, and ate maybe 3 bites of food and no more..She did come outside while we loaded the van, this was around 7:30am...
Around 3pm I called home..my husband said that Qtip would not get up at all.> He could not get her up to go to the bathroom. He carried her outside and she just collasped that.. we both cried on the phone. I said "Take her in".. I wish I could of been there, but I was 1 1/2 hrs away from home. He took her to the vet and had her put to sleep.. I cried all night Saturday night. My heart is still heavy..BUT.. I feel guilty that I am relieved she is not suffering and mostly that I dont have to worry about her anymore..
I still cant believe she is gone..yet there is a sense of relief? I feel horribly guilty that I fell relieved that I am not constantly worrying about her.
Am I such a horrible pet owner??
