I don't know why I decide to pour out my pain here at all, but I need someone to tell me something to make it easier for me. My sweetheart passed away these days, at the age of 12, suffered from breast cancer, later developed pyometra, etc. We allegedly went to the best veterinarian in a big city, who referred us to antibiotic treatment or hormonal treatment and he left us to choose, but did not open a word about surgery because "the patient was an adult." I, for my part, had read some material on hormone therapy, and many people advised that it was unnecessary if the animal would not have a generation after that, and we would only torture it. In practice, the best choice was surgery to castrate. Yes, but only a few months ago she had already been operated on, for a large tumor, and I was very afraid of being operated on again, I said to myself - what if she doesn't survive, how will i live with this guilt? And since we started with antibiotics, she seemed to improve, she was alive for a few months, she ate, she wanted to go for a walk, I also gave her vitamins, good, fresh food, and she didn't show so clearly that she was actually suffering and in pain. I waited for a time to be sure that everything was fine, that the animal was in better condition and to ask the doctor myself what were the chances of a successful operation. In general, you take out the words of some doctors with a hook, they beat you up because of a lot of work, and they don't tell you some important things, and you are in ignorance, and the animal leaves ... Well ... That day it got worse, and it went away in great torment ... We ran like crazy, hurried with the car, the doctors did everything possible and finally sent us home with systems to turn on later. How hopefully I hurried home ... The thought of death never occurred to me. As soon as we arrived ... Despite our care and love, she surrendered after about an hour. My sweet girl .. She came to us when I was 14, like a little black ball, a Rottweiler, with beautiful brown eyes .. I am now 26 .. We both grew up. Just how much she loved me, and how much I will always love her ... I buried a beautiful part of my heart. We don't have a yard, and I buried her with my favorite toy tiger and my favorite leash in the nearby pine grove, where I often go to her ... It's very hard for me, I don't go into her room at all. I constantly remember her every caress, and every time she forgave me if I was rude, and how sad she looked at me in the last days, she said goodbye, looking at me with her sweet eyes. I feel damn guilty for everything I didn't do and was what I did right ...? The hardest thought is: "
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My sun in the gloomy hectic city life has also moved and is now a star in the sky. It's been 4 months but my heart is still shrinking. I still live in every moment while the two of us were dating everywhere. I love him crazy
I am a man of 25. I admit I was touched because my dog died a few months ago at 16 years old. The only thing I did was try my best not to give in to the emotion and I succeeded while I was alone one night. Then, as in a movie, I spent the last 16 years together, crying in the middle of the night, alone in the room, like a small child. People who have a pet would have a hard time understanding the pain, but I understand you. However, time heals. Don't think about the last moments, remember only the best and be grateful that it was a part of your life. I was also 9, and we jokingly took a dog, everything happened super fast, even recklessly. And so for 16 years she was part of the family ...
My dog died 10 years ago on March 8. He was 8. I still cry when I think about it. I have not celebrated March 8 since.
Hello, you are hardly following the topic yet. I hope you are at least a little better in a year, although how much better a person can be after something like that. I also hope I don't make you sad if you see this comment. I just want to tell you that I read your story twice in a row and it really hurts me. I sincerely feel sorry for your puppy, I'm sure he will always love you anywhere, even if it sounds cliché, etc. I also have a dog, even two. I've really seen in my eyes all the love they feel (I'm not exaggerating) and most people would find it funny, but I don't care, to be honest. Several times I have dreamed that they are dying or something terrible is happening to them and when I wake up I feel disgusting to say the least, I even cried once and then I think about it for days ... I really hope you are better and believe me, that your puppy will ALWAYS remember you. :)
Number 6, thank you for the words .. A year has passed like a moment, and I can not say that I am less sad, but somehow you get used to the lack, because you have no other choice .. I sincerely hope you spend as much as possible -long time with your pets in pleasant walks and pranks, the other does not think so.
I cried. I know what it's like to lose your pet - this year our favorite Siamese cat is gone. We are now taking care of her daughter. Sometimes I think that animals actually love us more than humans.
Author, I read your story and tears flowed from my eyes. And I don't even have a dog. My sister has it, I see it 3-4 times a year, but I love this animal as mine. He is 11, not long after, and it will be his turn. We all lose someone close in time. I buried my grandfather a few months ago. Before that, my grandmother and my other grandfather a long time ago. Most people bury their parents too. Surely the feeling is similar with a dog, it is a member of the family. But you know, it's good to be thankful that God has given us time with the beings we loved and their love. Physicists say that nothing is lost in the universe. Your dog's life energy exists somewhere, in some form. It continues its life somehow. Does he look at you like a star from the sky, is he reborn into another being, but he is somewhere there. And no one can take away the love he has given you. You sound like a big-hearted woman to me. Consider taking another animal. To give it with love and care. You can save someone homeless and abandoned. I know your dog would want that.
Number 9, I'm glad to read the comments that there are still other people who are able to sympathize and love, unlike those who are surprised and just say, "How can you cry so much for a dog?" I've also lost a loved one. my grandfather, who was more than a father to me, and I thought he would no longer hurt me like that for anyone, but alas. When you take an animal home, it invariably becomes part of your heart, especially when you grew up together and cared for it like a child until its last day. Regarding this, to get a new pet, I recently picked up another homeless cat, and now there are 3 cats in our country / Plus my husband :) /
From 9 to 10, respect! I love both dogs and cats. But I don't hire a dog to watch. I am a bachelor, I live alone in a dormitory, I have no one to rely on to help me. And I just don't believe I can handle it. The dog is a very serious commitment, for life (mine or his) and deserves a better owner than I would be. But if I take my own home, I will take a cat for sure. It can now be seen more by one person. And I enjoy dog company at the shelter for stray dogs in Bogrov. Good luck and lots of happiness and love!
And I cried at your story, my bunny died a week ago, on Friday the 13th of September ... We watched him for 8 years, I was 13 when he came to us, now I am 21, we grew up together ... Not everyone would understand pain, so do not be surprised by such comments from your acquaintances and relatives. Only someone who has taken care of an animal for years and she has thanked him with a lot of love would understand.
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God forgive the animal. Someday, hopefully in many years, you may meet again. I also had a mini rabbit named Dwarf, a pure black cutie, a good animal. No one ever scratched or bit him, and he was like a cat, very affectionate. I watched it for six years. When he died I cried a lot / I was 30 years old. I buried him near the human cemetery in a shoebox. To this day, I feel sad remembering him, and I have been chasing him for 50 years.