She was so beloved. She was a real little lady. Abby was only seven and a half. We found out about a year ago that she only had half of one kidney. Apparently that was all that was there from birth.
She recently had a kidney infection, but got over it. What we didn't know was that she was doomed from that moment. She came up to Maine with my son and me to close the house, and was off her feed. She went to her favorite spot by the water, but unbeknownst to us, was really only closing out her life.
She went on IV right after we came back, returning home nightly, and she seemed to rally. But there just weren't enough filtering cells left in her kidney to sustain her after the infection. She passed quietly ("beautifully," as the veterinarian put it) on Friday, just slipping quickly away, with them in attendance, without any time to call us. We were expecting to have blood results on Saturday to make the decision. That was one blood test she never had to have.
I thank you all for sharing this loss with me, and your comforting words of understanding. Dogs relate to us in the places where we still remain children, one of the few creatures we can trust with our vulnerable, open, child hearts. And has been said, when they leave, those hearts are truly broken.
I have lost dogs before, but no matter how old I get, it just doesn't get even a little easier. Somehow I know that in time, a few years, we will have another, even though it's unthinkable to us now.
Thank you,
She recently had a kidney infection, but got over it. What we didn't know was that she was doomed from that moment. She came up to Maine with my son and me to close the house, and was off her feed. She went to her favorite spot by the water, but unbeknownst to us, was really only closing out her life.
She went on IV right after we came back, returning home nightly, and she seemed to rally. But there just weren't enough filtering cells left in her kidney to sustain her after the infection. She passed quietly ("beautifully," as the veterinarian put it) on Friday, just slipping quickly away, with them in attendance, without any time to call us. We were expecting to have blood results on Saturday to make the decision. That was one blood test she never had to have.
I thank you all for sharing this loss with me, and your comforting words of understanding. Dogs relate to us in the places where we still remain children, one of the few creatures we can trust with our vulnerable, open, child hearts. And has been said, when they leave, those hearts are truly broken.
I have lost dogs before, but no matter how old I get, it just doesn't get even a little easier. Somehow I know that in time, a few years, we will have another, even though it's unthinkable to us now.
Thank you,