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Today is a very sad day.
We have to let Muffin go. Muffin, a male JRT has been with us for almost 7 years (since birth) and for the last month or so, has been suffering from constant epilepsy, vomitting and finally diagnosed with liver failure. His stomach is almost non-existent, sunken-in where it used to be. His rib bones were jutting out at the sides and he vomitted most of the food that he took in. From a hyper-active, “eat-anything” dog, he is a pale shadow of what he used to be. We thought that he should be released of his suffering. Of constant hunger even though food are fed often. Of not being able to do what he like most - eating. Of whatever pain he is feeling everytime he wakes up in the morning. It was 2.15pm when we reached the Animal Clinic at Clementi. Dr. Phoon who had been treating and following his development made herself available (she was on leave) at our request. Muffin was very quiet and subdued throughout the journey. It seems like he had surrendered himself to whatever coming. The end was quick and peaceful. Muffin did not struggle or bark in pain but just rest his head and close his eyes. He looked like as if he was asleep. Except that he was never waking up. It was raining for the past hour and the sky was overcast since morning.
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Last edited by BuffaloBob; 3rd May 2006 at 02:28 AM. |
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Trust me man, I know exactly you are going through. Back in middle school my family had to have 3 dogs put down all within a week of each other. First it was a black mutt that my family had adopted named Blacky. Afterwords, and don't let anyone tell you dogs don't know things, the other two, Lady (golden retriever) and Chester (german shepard) basically gave up when they realized that Blacky did not return from the trup we took him on. Lady went first from something to do with her stomach, can't quite remember. Then Chester from a severe case of artheritis from a broken leg that basically caused him to not be able to move at all.
I still have picture of all three of them that I took. Blew it up to poster size and it is hanging on my wall. When I go home for the summer, I might scan the original picture to share.
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Poor old Muffin.
It's hard thing to do, but it's the right thing to do. |
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Feck, that was so sad to read! Was down the vets few weeks ago with my moggie. Thought I had to have him put to sleep, I was so upset. So, I know how you feel. Lucky for me, a mirical happened, and William is still with us. I am conscious that he is 9 years old now. Hmmmm!
I agree with Ben, tis hard but has to be done! I'm for euthanasia for humans too!
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