- 19 Jan 2005
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In case some have been wondering, I have not been on Jref for a while now as, I had mentioned in a few previous posts, my dog and constant companion, Friday, these past 14 1/2 years has been ill. Well I am sad to say that on Friday, October 14, 2005 she was put to sleep.
A little over a month ago it was diagnosed that she had pneumonia, which with the use of antibiotics cleared it up. After a week of not eating she started to eat again and seemed to get back to her normal self. About 10 days later she again stopped eating. I took her to the vet, they conducted more tests, including a biopsy of some lumps they found, and it was discovered that she had lymphomic carcinoma that had spread throughout her body. The lymph nodes in her throat had started to swell and were pressing on her trachea making it almost impossible for her to swallow. With consultation it was decided that it was best to put her to sleep within a couple of days in order to ease her pain and suffering.
We had a couple of days to say good bye to her and we took her to the vet on Friday morning. The strange thing is that it was almost like she knew where she was going and what was going to happen to her. About an hour before we were to take her she moved by the door and lay down, almost like she anticipated leaving. When we put her in the car she perked up like there was nothing wrong with her and almost seemed happy. When we got to the vet she led the way into the vet's office. This was most strange as I usually had to pull her into the vets office and she would be all anxious and all. Not this time. She led the way in and into the examining room.
The doctor came in and explained the procedure. After we said our final good-byes, she was first injected with a sedative that put her to sleep. We moved her to the table and she was then injected with a drug that would stop her heart. Within a minute or two her heart had stopped and she had left us and was no longer in pain. The doctor then left us alone with her so we could grieve in private. I think this was the most painful thing I had ever done in my life.
We had Friday cremated and will spread her ashes around the places that she so loved to be and play and we'll keep a little for ourselves in a special place on the mantle. It almost seems kind of poetic that I found her on a Friday and she left us on a Friday. Not that it was planned or anything, it just turned out that way.
I don't know how long it will take us to get over not having her around and being by my side constantly, or the daily routines that we used to go through, but I know that I will. The cycle of life goes on and there is nothing we can do about it. I am just grateful that I had the pleasure of enjoying her companionship and the joy she brought into our lives. She will never be forgotten and there will always be a special place in our hearts for Friday.
Friday, you will be missed, but never forgotten.
A little over a month ago it was diagnosed that she had pneumonia, which with the use of antibiotics cleared it up. After a week of not eating she started to eat again and seemed to get back to her normal self. About 10 days later she again stopped eating. I took her to the vet, they conducted more tests, including a biopsy of some lumps they found, and it was discovered that she had lymphomic carcinoma that had spread throughout her body. The lymph nodes in her throat had started to swell and were pressing on her trachea making it almost impossible for her to swallow. With consultation it was decided that it was best to put her to sleep within a couple of days in order to ease her pain and suffering.
We had a couple of days to say good bye to her and we took her to the vet on Friday morning. The strange thing is that it was almost like she knew where she was going and what was going to happen to her. About an hour before we were to take her she moved by the door and lay down, almost like she anticipated leaving. When we put her in the car she perked up like there was nothing wrong with her and almost seemed happy. When we got to the vet she led the way into the vet's office. This was most strange as I usually had to pull her into the vets office and she would be all anxious and all. Not this time. She led the way in and into the examining room.
The doctor came in and explained the procedure. After we said our final good-byes, she was first injected with a sedative that put her to sleep. We moved her to the table and she was then injected with a drug that would stop her heart. Within a minute or two her heart had stopped and she had left us and was no longer in pain. The doctor then left us alone with her so we could grieve in private. I think this was the most painful thing I had ever done in my life.
We had Friday cremated and will spread her ashes around the places that she so loved to be and play and we'll keep a little for ourselves in a special place on the mantle. It almost seems kind of poetic that I found her on a Friday and she left us on a Friday. Not that it was planned or anything, it just turned out that way.
I don't know how long it will take us to get over not having her around and being by my side constantly, or the daily routines that we used to go through, but I know that I will. The cycle of life goes on and there is nothing we can do about it. I am just grateful that I had the pleasure of enjoying her companionship and the joy she brought into our lives. She will never be forgotten and there will always be a special place in our hearts for Friday.
Friday, you will be missed, but never forgotten.
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