we lost judd. on xray, there was a very suspicious mass pushing his spleen and stomach forward. despite the IV antibiotics, the anti-emetics, he still felt like crap today. neither the vet nor I thought he was coming back from this, judd is almost 17 years old and he was suddenly on the rocky and uncomfortable end of life road. after work I went and stayed with him while the vet helped him to pass peacefully away.
rest in peace judd, you were a very good dog and all of us loved you.
we also had the vet out to see baby who couldn't get up today. he called me a few minutes ago and said the metacam injections weren't working, her severe arthritis was progressing and I should think about letting her go sooner than later but it didn't have to be today. I will watch her over the weekend and I guess if she doesn't improve we will help her to pass early next week.
while he was here, he had a look at Gideon. we fixed all of the recent acute stuff that was bringing him down. and now he is just a really old, mostly blind, arthritic, emaciated horse that is starting to have trouble just walking around. he said he thinks it is time for Gideon soon too. he wants him to be able to pass with dignity and not in the middle of a painful or stressful crises. he said this was the first time he thought Gideon's life was becoming a burden to him, reaching the point where it was no longer all that happy to live.
oh my fucking god. the loss of one and 2 hours later I am planning the loss of two more? one of which is my knight in shining armour who has taught me more in 8 short years than I have learned in an entire lifetime of living?
I will spend some time with baby and Gideon over the weekend and see what they both have to say about things.
So shocked to read about Judd. I was still picturing him as the little guy I drove down to SAINTS. He looked so much younger than his age to me. He was nice all around dog.