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I was just thinking about going to do some cardio but the fact is, all I really want to do is make some chocolate chip cookie batter and eat it. That’s because I’m sad. You see, yesterday we had to make the difficult decision to put Tucker to sleep. Here’s what happened:
As you probably know Tucker has had more then his fair share of “scares” and I honestly thought we’d have to put him to sleep at least 4 times that I can remember. He’s had acute Pancreatitis 3 times and also, he’s had cancer for a really long time.
He was going to be 14 years old in May and he had cancer, pancreas problems as well as severe arthritis and in spite of all this he was a really happy dog.
Yesterday I woke up and couldn’t find him and I finally located him under the kitchen table tangled amongst the chairs. It seems that he had fallen and he couldn’t get up. I think he’d been there all night and he’d obviously pooped and peed himself. He looked so scared and upset that he was shaking all over.
When I finally got him out he was a mess and terrified. I took him to the vets and had them examine him and clean him up. Then I went to the gym and Googled euthanasia for pets and the key phrase that stuck with both Kevin and myself was this: “if you wait for something obvious then you’ve waited too long.”
I thought about that and thought about that and realized that I didn’t want him to lose his dignity anymore. The other thing the site said to do was to make a list of all your dog’s favorite things to do and then see what he could do anymore. I realized although he wasn’t in severe pain or anything he also was probably really frustrated.
It was that, all the love we felt for Tucker, that make us make the decision. It was one of the hardest I’ve had to make. When I had to put my cats to sleep it was black and white. They were both in kidney failure; no decision. This was more a quality of life decision.
The hard part was waiting all day to tell Andie and Daniel who were both busy all day. Daniel in class and Andie in her “radiology rotation.”
Anyways, I’m sad and I feel a great big Tucker-size hole in my heart. I’ve never had a dog before and I don’t think I’ll have one again but I’m so glad that the dysfunctional, nervous, anxiety-ridden dog that we adopted was ours.
I love him and I’ll miss him. Here’s what Keely put up on her FaceBook and I loved it so I’m sharing it: