RIP Hunny.
August 9, 1996-July 23, 2005
This is my dog, and my sister and I had to put her down last night. She was perfectly fine yesterday afternoon but in the evening, she started having problems breathing and was completely dehydrated. When we got her to the veternarian hospital, we found out she had internal bleeding in her abdomen and the only way to fix it was emergency surgery. Hunny was going to turn 9 in almost two weeks, so a surgery of that scale would do a lot more damage than good. In fact, the vet even said that she probably wouldn't survive the surgery.
I had to call my parents in London (it was 5:00 in the morning over there) and tell them the awful news. At that point, we all agreed to put her down despite the fact that my parents and brother wouldn't be there to say good-bye. I filled out all the necessary forms for the euthanasia and requested to get 4 paw prints done up for my family (one for me, my sister, brother, and my parents).
Just before they put her down, she started to cry. We were talking to her, trying to keep her calm and happy but I think she knew that it was her time and that she was in a lot of pain. Watching her die though was the most frightening thing I've ever seen in my life. It was like watching her fall asleep, but you knew that she wasn't ever going to wake up. I think my sister and I spent about a half hour, just talking to her telling her we loved her and so did the rest of my family. I picked up as much of her fur that I could get, just for a little keepsake. What really made it real that she had died was when I was rubbing her ears and I accidently pulled it back and saw the skin was white. The inside of her ears was always pink, but it made the whole thing real to see that her life had been drained from her.
All together over the past three years, I've had to deal with three deaths; both of my grandparents died, and now my dog is gone. Hunny's death has hit me the hardest and I'm now left thinking 'what am I going to do now?' She was my bestfriend and she will be missed.
Bye, baby girl.
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I hope that you are going to be ok...but if you need someone to talk to I am here
Kisses ane a great big hug!