Pet Loss

Yesterday I had to put down my best friend of 12 years. She was a stray pitbull. She wandered into my auto mechanics garage and hung around because people there were nice to her. She was abandoned and likely abused. She was six months old. I took her home. She was a loving and gentle dog. The most gentle dog I have ever had. My daughter had a Shepard mix we adopted about the same time. They became good friends, but "Lady" was the Alpha dog. They got along well however. When my daughter got her own place and took her dog, Lady got very lethargic and her coat got very thin. Various trips to the vet resulted in our being told she missed the other dog and wasn't moving much because she was getting old and had arthritis. This November I woke during the night to find Lady breathing very hard and labored. I took her to the vet in the morning who diagnosed her as being in congestive heart failure. Xrays shows a grossly enlarged heart that was pressing on her trechia and a tumor on her aorta. We took her directly to the animal hospital where a wonderful cardiologist took over. She stayed over night and the Doctor got her heart pumping normally. He found later that her heart problem was caused by an almost non functioning thyroid gland. The weak thyroid caused the heart to get a weak signal, the heart compensated by getting bigger and bigger. An additional problem was severe kidney damage from the diminished blood flow. However, with medicines and a kidney flush, Lady ran again, jumped and played for the first time in almost 3 years. This was now mid January. At the same time we noticed Lady's head was getting pointy. Suddenly she started to lose muscle and fat in her head and jaws. Her mouth fell open, she had trouble eating and drinking. Various diagnoses were made, some were ultimately incorrect and the true cause was never determined, but autoimmune and or a tumor are suspected. There didn't seem to be discomfort with the muscle wasting of the head, but first her left eye sunk and then went blind. Her hearing seemed to fail and shortly after she went blind in the left eye. The neurologist noted that her eyes didn't move when her head was moved, a sign that the blindness was neurological in nature. I now had a blind and deaf dog who could for the first time in 2+ years, run and jump and who physically felt fine and had a great appetite. Prednisone was prescribed for the muscle wasting and had the added effect of making her joints feel good and kept her drinking a lot of water that kept the weak kidney's flushed. But she couldn't see and I couldn't talk to her. She bumped into everything. I tried to dog proof the house and the yard, but she bumped into more than she missed and she seemed to have very little ability to "map" in her mind where things were. We tried to not move anything from it's normal place or leave things where she would not expect them. Gradually, she ventured out less and less. When near me on a dog bed or on my bed she seemed happy and content and stretched and enjoyed petting. She would jump up for trips outside to use the facilities. But last week she developed a severe separation anxiety. She would make a small bark to see if someone was around. If she wasn't touched she would bark again, if touched, she would settle down or get up to go out side. However, not being touched after a few barks resulted in severe anxiety, constant frightened barking and then pacing. I would come home at lunch for her to find that she had clearly been pacing for hours (her heart now allowed that!) was upset and anxious and had had an accident which probably compounded her anxiety. If I took her and laid her down and petted her, she would go to sleep, but she would awake and bark, if i didn't pet her, the anxiousness, barking and pacing would resume. Not being retired, I could not stay with her all day. The separation anxiety appeared suddenly, but I felt that keeping Lady in what I can only imagine to be a dark, completely silent room (she could hear only VERY loud noises) would be cruel. I now wonder if I did the right thing, and if it was right, I am afraid that I waited two long (she was blind about 2 months). I cry over this dog constantly. I miss my very best friend and constant companion.

we must have Skipper, our much loved terrier mixed breed put to sleep. we adopted him in Jan 2004. he had been abused, adopted, neutered, returned to the shelter and spent 13 months there before the humane society put him in a foster home where he spent about 2 months before we adopted him. we must put him down due to agression issues. he has bitten 3 people, 1 severly, and would have bitten others if he could. he is showing increasing signs of agression and anxiety. we initially did the obedience training and then after he bit the first person, we hired an in home trainer to work with him and us; but he continues to bite and try to bite, always going for the face. he gets three long walks each day and is well cared for. but we cannot handle this anymore.. he is my love, but my husband's best friend. we cannot surrender him to a shelter because that is not fair to him and we cannot find him another home because he would grieve for my husband and may bite and or be abused again. I scheduled his euthansia today for the 13th when we get home from a trip. skipper is with us on the trip and it is so hard to look at him and realize we have failed him. but we want our own vet to do this so we need to wait until the 13th. will someone please tell me how I can live with this? I feel like such a failure for this.

we had our 4 month old rott puppy put to sleep. she got parvo. with her being rott. it is harder on that breed than any other. why? her name was Xena . we only had her a month and 1/2. but its killing me. she was bought for camponship for our 5 yr. old b.lab/rott. mix. my husband is the one who had to take her to the vet. he stayed with her until it was time. he said it was hard because she just looked at him the whole way there she even tried to bark at the other dogs at the vets office but she couldn't. i had to work so i couldn't be there i wish i was. it hurts so bad.

We lost our standard poodle this morning. She was 4 years old. She had a massive seizure and by the time we got her to the vet, she quit breathing. The doctor asked us if we wanted to rescusitate her, but added that its very possible she might have brain damage and her temperature was so high that she would probably suffer other internal issues in the future. I am feeling anger that such a happy, playful, healthy dog could be gone so suddenly. I'm wondering now if we should have rescusitated her . . .

We lost our German Shepard Felix he had parvo and even if we had him for such a short time he is enbedded in my heart. I had to put him to sleep and this is just about one of the hardeset things i ever had to do. We just got him from a breeder and he said that Felix was up-dated on his shots but had no record of it , he said he gave all his dogs thier shots. I will never buy a pet from a breeder that has no proof of shot records. Felix we love you and i hope you will forgive me...i am sorry baby i love you.

I suffer so much. I lost my best and true friend of 19yrs. D.O.G, he was my cat. I just cannot let go. He was my world so to speak. And now alot of my certainties are gone. He was always there to let me know that life was going to be great. He has been gone since May14th. My world has not been the same. I cry at night because he is no longer there to purr me to sleep. I miss watching him chase his tail in circles. He was my shadow. I do have 3 other cats. And I feel so horrid for the fact that I cannot and will not love them the way I loved him. I ask some nights for D.O.G to come and take muma to be where he is. I know this all sounds so out of ones mind. But when the one living being is your cat, that stays with you through everything. Does not betray you in anyway, and is there to help you recover from almost being killed, it is very hard to let go of him. And I really do not want to. I do go so far as to call him my husband and #1 lover. I want him back. When he passed I was blessed, I think, to be able to be close enough to have the last breath from his mouth, I think that way he will always be with me no matter what. I still hear him at times in the house, and there have been a few times where I think he has been on my pillow at night to make me feel better. This is going to be hard for me to get over.

i would love to be a veterinaroan

I have to put my wonderful Harriet "down" today. My heart is breaking. She is the most gentle and loving canine I ever had the pleasure to keep in my care. I believe these wonderful beings are sent to us to love and cherish, if only for a liitle while. Why dogs get cancer is beyond me. They are so innocent and pure. I will miss her so much. I hope she understands my decision. I love her TOO TOO much to let her go on. I LOVE YOU HARRIET (aka HARRY) YOU are the BEST!!! I will remember you in this life and see you again in the next. THANK YOU, my time with you is/was precious. Mom

My Mr. Licorice was put to sleep on August 19th this year and I can't stop crying for him. He was the most wonderful cat I ever had. He grew to be 22 pounds before he got sick. I bought his mom from a pet store who I still have. I had her mated because I always wanted to see a kitten being born. When Sasha went into labour she wouldn't let me put her down. Lo and behold Mr. Licorice fell right onto my leg April 18th 2000. It was love at first sight. He had a patch of black fur on his head when he was born which disappeared and was completely white and long haired. He had the funniest tail though. But my goodness Mr. Licorice was king - he was the mildest, most gentle animal I ever had. Through my lifetime--I am now 57 years old and I have had many cats, he was the best. I mentioned that I still have his mom but our relationship is nothing like the one I had with Mr. Licorice. He must have been sick for a long time - I had changed the cat food to canned but for only in the mornings as Mr. Licorice grew to be 22 pounds so I thought I could put him a little bit on a diet. He would be agressively hungry as always but I never knew he wasn't eating any different - little did I know that his mother Sasha was eating what he wasn't and because he was a long hair I simply thought that the diet was working as I did notice that he was losing weight. He started to fall and the vet initially thought he had a brain tumor-all blood work was okay so we put him on steroids to get him back into eating-it worked for 5 weeks and I was convinced that the vet was wrong but at the end he had difficulty breathing - you could see it was laboured and I knew that I couldn't hold on to him anymore-the vet found blood in his abdomen through a needle and said that he had tumors that were errupting - my husband was with him when he was euthanized. I couldn't do it!!! My heart is broken!!! I miss him so much. He never ever hissed or bit or scratched in his life. He was my gentle giant!! I love you so much Mr. Licorice - I Miss you with all my heart my friend. I have to stop beating myself up for making that decision but I didn't want you to suffer. I was told you went to sleep and didn't suffer. Mom

Eight months have passed and I miss you terribly. There are good days, and there are bad days, but everyday I think of you. I know you're in a better place and maybe it is selfish of me to have wanted you to stay to keep me company. But you brought me so much joy and love and I miss that. I will forever remember you and love you. I heard Tina joined you a few weeks ago, it was sad but I know now you are neighbours up in heaven... probably barking at the mail man... and barking rude comments to one another... You guys behave up there and don't Drive God crazy. I love you baby Zessy.

We lost our wonderful little Suzie Sunday...had to put her down. Her organs were shutting down...especially the kidneys. We tried and tried to keep her alive and for about 8 months we did. We had her on special food and on medication. However, this last weekend she refused to eat anything, not even a cracker (which she loved) or rice. She barely drank water and she didn't get excited about going for a ride like she always did. She just lay there looking at us with those sad eyes. It was heartbreaking. On Saturday morning we decided to take her to have her put down but then she ate a few crackers and a little bit of rice. We got false hope and decided against going in just yet. Then Sunday she took a turn for the worst and that is when she refused to eat, drink or anything. This was not our little Suzie. We finally bit the bullet and took her to the vet to have her put down. We cried and cried and 4 days later we can't stop crying. My husband is devastated and so am I. I hate that our pets don't last very long. Why can't they last twice as long as they do? It isn't fair!

i lost my dog coco last night. he was put to sleep. he was only 3 and developed tumors on his kidney and liver. i love you more than you know. i will never forget you. you be a good boy where ever you are.

My daughter 's pet guniapig passed away a little while ago, not only her was sad i was also we both became to love this little guy we bought a dwarf rabbit today but he is still fresh in our mind's there is nothing so sad as the loss of a dear pet, we really miss him so much, we know u r in heaven fluffy goodnight!!! we miss and love you so much

Kathleen Pyers, Thank you so much! I lost my chocolate lab mix this summer and I miss her so much. It's great to know she's ok and not in pain any more. She was 13 and had lots of joint problems.

my sister son and i have lost our BEAUTIFUL PRINCESS she was a beautiful dog, parents were going out to work and would take her with them, they live on a main road across a field where ppl played soccer etc... everytime she would see another dog she would get so excited unfortunitly she ran right across the street and was killed by a car, this was only yesterday evening we are goimg crazyyyy.

We lost our dear Angel yesterday. He was a 13 year old Maltese. We loved him so very much and don't know how we are going to live without him. His mother Princess (15 yrs. old) died exactly 3 weeks ago. He loved his mother and I know they are together in Heaven. We still have Cindy (2 years old maltese) but its not the same. He stopped eating and drinking. I gave him water and pedilyte to rehydrate him and took him to the Vet. Hospital. It was too late. We will miss him terribly.

lost my rottie 1 1/2 yrs ago there is not a moment that goes by that i do not think of him he was nearly 15 years old and it was the hardest decision i had to make to put him down he knew what was happeniing and he fought to the last breathe he licked my and and looked at me as if to say it is okay i will feel better now he could not get up any more would lie down on the floor and poop and pee which he never did before even as a puppy i miss him with all my heart and wish he was here with me again

Two days ago I had to put down the love of my life. He has been such a joy to me for the past 11 years. I am so heart broken, can't stop crying enough to type this note. He has been my companion and I miss him dearly. He had liver and kidney failure, would not eat for almost three weeks. Was at the vets 4 times, on 2 types of antibiotics and treated with I.V x 2. He was so weak he could no longer climb the stairs. He caught an infection from a veterinary/kennel and never recovered. He was a Jack Russell, a bundle of energy and my life.

To everyone on here that has lost a loved one in fur, or feathers or scales what ever the loved one had it is a loss, there will be all kinds of emotions and all of them are reasonable, love hurts, when that love is a loss, we no longer can hold our friend but in our hearts we can hold on to them forever and we Will see them again. I was hurting so bad after losing my Cocker Spaniel that I prayed to God to let me know he was ok I needed to know he was OK and that night I slept, I held my Daggie in my arms I felt his warm belly next to mine and I smelled his furry little body, he was ok, he was loved and he was happy, I woke with a smile on my face and I knew he was ok, I still miss him and it has been 21 years since the loss, but he and many of my animals since are all in my heart and soul, I never really lose them, because they are with me always in my heart. God bless and comfort all of you who have lost your loved one, keep faith and know we and can see them again. I now have 6 dogs, 3 birds, 1 cat and a snake and I love them all, and I one day I know I have to go through each and every one of their deaths, but I will know that their spirits are in the air I breath their little paws walk on the wind and they are ever so present with me.

I lost my litle baby boy- a tiny tea cup yorkie. We were so extremely close. I had to litterally keep him alive when he was new to our home. I had to wake every 2 hours to feed him, massage his heart/do cpr, bottle/dropper feed. did this for a month solid because he got ill. He was so attached to me, I cannot explain. As he grew, he became so playful.. gained some weight., healthy, precious sweet and at my heel always. My sweetheart! He was Tragically taken from me at 6 mos..He was snapped at by a giant dog. It happened so quick, I ran to get him but he was gone. I picked him up but he was bleeding from his nose..A lot.. It was horrible. I feel so helpless, angry, sad. I am not sure where to go or what to do.. my heart is truly broke. His name was Bitty he weighed 1pound2oz.. but he had a huge heart, giant personality and lots of love! How and when do you start to heal from something like this. I just don't know how or if I can. its the second day and I cannot quit crying.. If you can help, I so need it! I appreciate it!I am so sorry for everyones loss! I love you my bittimus boy!

I have lost my "buddy". His name is Jack. he is black and white very friendly and very hyper. he snuck out of our back gate and saturday the 29th of may around 8 p.m. please i miss my dog more then anything. we have another dog who is very heartbroken that she doesnt have him around here anymore to play with .:( please someone call me or email me at the adress provided. please find my buddy>>> Thank you -Derek

I lost my precious little baby Jilly this past Saturday, April 24, 2010. She was a Bison Frise and was 17 years old. She was given to me about seven years ago, after I babysit her for three years and she never wanted to go home. She loved it at my house. I took her everywhere. She even came to the office with me some and loved it. Everyone loved her. You just had to. She was about four to five pounds and just precious. She went blind, but, it didn't slow her down much. She had been going downhill for about three months and it just broke my heart, but, I never believed she ever suffered. Her owner loved her too, but, she knew she liked it better at my house, so, she said it wasn't fair to her to make her go home. I miss her sooo much. I've lost pets in the past, but, I think this is the worst.

It is so hard i dont know where to begin, when my daughter was 10 and now 19 i boughte her a chiwawa, so i could travel as it was part of my then job. So we ended up witht the 4 week old puppy. all threw life as my daughter grew up, her and Osito ( puppys name ) they grew apart, then i became uninployed, so osito became my baby as my daughter was grown and doing the teenager thing. but i have bcome so in love with my (partner) my best friend my world and now it was a week before easter he had a cough they thought kettle cough but the symptoms didnt add up, so it ended up with an enlarged heart and water in the sack, the dr started him off in Latix to see if would loose the water retention but on sunday he ended up coughing non stop, so i ended up from dry clothes to soaking wet clothes barefoot and drove 20 minutes from home, me, osito and debt card i wanted the drs to save him but they didnt and couldnt he became so weak so quickly in just hrs when they lost the heartbeat and the breathing was shallow and he didnt make it easter 2110. I lost my precious baby and i am so scared i cant stop crying, i had to drive myself back home and i really dont remember the drive home all i know i went in one door with my baby in my arms and the next i was leaving wet and empty handed and alone and thats how my life is now alone yes i have older kids but they are in their own world. i have his ashed and a rosary and his picture and i keep a small candle lit until i tell him it is nite nite time and i blow the candle out with tears. My daughter wants to buy me another puppy, but i want to respect my honor, my love and my osito i never want to share the love me and puppy shared, i was called mama,so when i go grocery store i would bring a treat of small beef jerky he would sit up and just would show he was happy i was home but he knew something was in the bag only for him, there is a bond i never knew existed until i found it in my baby, how do i go froward, i sit in the room we shared i have been divorced 9 years and so i had my pilllow and my osito had his, i thought with my ex leaving me because i gained weight, actually it comes down to it,, he needed a reason to leave. but the pain him leaving doesnt compare to the lost of my child, i cant sleep and when i do is because i cry myself to sleep, really dont eat i just feel i cant breathe.i am a loner, i have not one friend, stay indoors and miss my baby, i cant work do to osteoarthritis. I just dont know what to do with my life after loosing him. i am going to go threw grief counseling at the request of my dr. he says it is healthy to feel and know why andd he has me on medication for sleep, anxiety, depression, sever depression i feel i have ni more life to live or give, i needed my baby to show i loved him and he wa my reason to open the door, scratched the door to go potty and nibble my finger when he wanted to eat. nobody to nibble my finger who am i now? and i am in total mess. but typing this and reading others about their precious part of the past and future is great so i am not alone, someone told me that i need to remember that god allows us to borrow people and pets and life eventually we all have to go back home to him and have everlasting love and life with him.

I lost my 17 years (she would be 18 next week) old shitzu, her name was Maybe. She came to USA with me while I move here from Europe , 7 years ago. She was a big part of my life. Last couple months I almost knew the end is coming, she lost her hair, had many potty accidents and it was pretty hard to take care of her (I have 2 little kids). I was frustrated sometimes, but I was taking care of her as she was like my child. She stopped eating for 2 days, didn't want to drink and I was hoping she could still make it through Easter. That night I took her on my lap and was massaging her little feet since her body was so bonny, I was crying and telling her, she can go...if she want to. I put her into her little place, covered with her blanket and went sleep. I wasn't thinking she would be gone in the morning! My husband found her and I just couldn't stop holding her cold body and didn't believe that's it! I was feeling guilty I didn't spend the night with her, she looked like she just died while she was sleeping, but......It is over one week when she left us, but I feel so much pain, and feel so empty inside. I don't know how I will be able to live without her, I am not religious and I am trying to find the way, that this is not just IT! Searching through internet, looking for SOMETHING, I miss her so much:(((( sooo much...

My little Sierra Natasha (cream colored long-haired chihuahua) died on April 1, 2010. She suddenly got sick just about overnight March 31 (Wednesday) and by Thursday 8:30am she was gone. She couldn't even get up out of bed to use her potty pad and she just peed on the bed, but she didn't get in trouble. I just scooped her up and brought her to the emergency vet hospital. She was taking Clavamox because the vet said that she had a high white blood cell count. I brought her to the emergency vet center and her organs were already shutting down. I feel like not doing anything at all. I have my Maltese, Disney Megan, still at home. They were best friends and she feels a loss too. They used to trot off together in the house all the time and now she just half circles and realizes that there's noone to trot off with. She doesn't know what to do with herself. She seems really scared when I get home and I pick her up and she's shaking a little. I have to be there for her. She loves elmo so last night I went to toys r us and bought her a cradle hammock and an elmo. I want to get her an elmo shower head that fits on the faucet. I have to be strong for her. Sierra Natasha was such a little love bug. She loved everyone and everything. She took care of me and Disney and we, in turn, took care of her. I am so lost without her. She used to eat with us at night. I thought I could clean the cupboards out last night but it didn't work I ended up crying my eyes out. I think I only threw away one box of cookies.

My angel Gus went to Heaven on March 13 2010. The pain is too intense to bear.

On Tuesday afternoon, I had to let my sweet, precious yorkie-poo ..Teddy..leave me...I feel like I'm going to die. He had so many things wrong, I had to let him go...how come I feel like I am losing my mind? He would have been 8 years old in 3 days. My husband and I can't stop crying...he was more than a little dog...he was everything...our lives are not ever going to be the same...I have never felt my heart break as it has for our Teddy.

On February 13th I noticed large lumps had suddenly developed around Nitro's neck. They literally appeared over night. I took him to vet on February 15th and was told that he had lymphoma and that he was going to die. Nitro was 10 years old and already two years past the expected life span of a Rottweiler. I had recently lost my job and couldn't afford to do the treatments to prolong his life any more. The vet gave me a bottle of steroids and some advice and sent me on my way. I spent two weeks making my dog healthy meals fit for a king, in small portions, five times a day. His stomach couldn't hold much else because of the swelling. He managed two more short walks in that two weeks, played tag on more time in the yard, had one more tug of war with the rope. I finally had my daughter take the pictures of us that I had procrastinated on for so many years. He pushed his way between my legs to have me straddle his back one more time and buried his face in my lap while receiving a good neck scratch one more time. Finally the steroids ran out, the swelling returned, Nitro's breathing became laborious and I was at a cross roads. I didn't want to make the decision. I didn't want to be the one to bring him to that needle. He hurt so bad. Sometimes his legs would go out from under him and he couldn't stand himself up. I remember when my husband took me to get him. He was so small. The runt in the pack. He growled when you kissed his cheeks but, only in play. He grew though. A 130 pound German and Canadian mixed rottie. He was big and powerful and so beautiful. We lovingly called him Moose. I don't care what anyone says about Rotties, Nitro was a lover of everyone and so gentle. He was a big clown and always wanted to play. Never did he bite anyone and when attacked by other dogs would just look at me like he was saying "Mom, will you please get this beast off of me." Everyone wanted me to stud him. My husband wanted a dog and the lady at the pound made us neuter Nitro before we could have the other dog. I did and then she refused us the other dog. Nitro never sired a litter of pups thanks to her. I was sick when I got him. As Nitro grew he learned to do things for me, turn off and on the lights, held my weight when I was always turning my ankles, unloaded the dryer into my laundry basket, and filled the empty space in my bed when my husband worked as an over the road truck driver. Now, my bed is empty, my mighty hero is gone. I'm not sick anymore and maybe that was his purpose in life to see me through. As the needle went in, he jumped and barked but then, waited in my arms. As Nitro fell to the floor, I fell with him holding him to me as that great and powerful animal went limp. I sobbed for what seemed like forever with my face buried in his fur. Finally, my friends pulled me from the room; I left my heart there on the floor with him and feel as if I have died too. I don't see myself ever having another dog. None could ever be as smart and wonderful as my Nite and shining armor. I feel bad for allowing him that shot, for not knowing about the cancer sooner, for getting busy in the later part of his life, and a host of other things. He was my world and I am lost without him. He growled when I gave him his last kiss on the cheek and it broke my heart. It was nice to write this out and to share my grief with people who truly understand. To some of us our pets are way more than just animals we keep. I lost my child, my best friend, and the love of my life all in one fell swoop. I will love you forever Nighty!!!! November 1999 to March 2010. R.I.P.

I just had to but to sleep my 17 yrs old lab/mix Pepper.2 weeks ago, She was my angel my little girl. When i was married we had no children, she was it ..She had very bad legs from the start when i first got her at 6mnths old. She leg surgery. While yes it help for a few years but as she got older she could hardly walk. And boy she love to take walks, go camping. She was by my side thru a divorse and moving. She was alway so excited to see me come home even if i was only gone for 5 mins.I love her always, she is and always will be my little angel..It really hurts, i was with her to the end because i did not wabt her to be alone...my heart has a whole in it now.Every day i look at her pic....will it get better?? i dont know but one thig i do know i will never ever forget her.....love u pepper alway!!!!!

hello my name is markeita and i lost my 15 year old shitzu 3 days ago i am really hurt i have never hurted so bad in my life i cryed hard for three days and still find myself crying at times she was sent from god i have lost three babies due to bad pregnancies and one day i cryed to god and asked him for a pet i had never been a pet person i need love and someone to love me back so three days later i was driving and it was pouring down rain i was at the stop light and this buetiful dog was walking down the street in the pouring hard rain the holy spirit spoke in my heart and said there is the dog you asked for. i pulled over put her in my car and took her home cleaned her up took her to the vet and she became my baby for years the dof i never gotton sick in her whole life of being with me she was strong and full of life she bought so much joy to my life i will miss her so much but it hurts so bad its hard dealing with this but i know god will give me the strenght to carry on my little pepper marie that is what i named her she was a pretty shitzu black and white smart and thought she was human she will be deeply missed love markeita to all the pet owners she is in doggie heaven now and one day when god calls me home i will see her again.

i had to put my cat patches to sleep 3yrs ago she had cancer she was foaming at the mouth she was eating and not gaining weight she lost her moew and was loosing her hair she was 21yrs old she was my baby i got her when i was 4yrs old and now i am 28yrs old and i cant deal with the loss of my cat i still think she is her and i think i am going to wake up and see her outside but i no i am not i feel like i lost my bestfriend or omething i wish i would have doing something to provent her frm geting sick like she did the day me and my cousin took her to the vet was the day i'll never forget the minute i got in the vetz office i started to cry my eyes out the vet ask me wat was the reason u r bring her in today and i told the vet wat was wrong with her and how old she was and the vet told me that no cat had ever lived that old and the vet asked me and my cousin if we wanted to say in there well i stick the neddld in her and me and my cousin said yes but the minute i saw that big ass neddle i ran frm where my cousin the vet and the cat was i even slammed the door and ran into the waiting room sceaming cry and every one told me wat was the matter and i told them wat was the matter and then they told me everythings going to be k and u r doing the rite thing and i said if i am doing the rite thing then y do i feel so bad then and then when the vet and my cousin came out the vet told me if u wanted to say your last goodbye and i didnt so when my cousin went to get me up frm the chair i was like holding on to the chair and then my cousin and the vet and to drag me in ther to say my last goodbyes and when i seen her i started to sceam MY BABY MY BABY MY BAY and i started to ball my eyes out and then as me and my cousin was coming home my cousin gets a call frm my mom and my mom asked my cousin wat was the matter and my cousin told her wat had happened my mom said OMG hows she doing and my cousin said she is not doing so well then when i got home my aunt and my grandma ran up to me and hugged me and said u did the rite thing and i no u didnt want to do it but u had to do it would u want to wake up the next moring and find her dead in the backyard and i said no i didnt and then i went to the backyard and called my dog and my dog nwe wat was up and she just look at me and said where is my bestfriend and i told her i dont no how to tell u this jasmaine thats my dogs name that we had to put her to sleep and when i wented inside and all i could here is my dog cry and howl then my bestfriend came over frm across a street and told me wat happened and i was to sad to tell her so my cousin told her wat i had to do and she was like OMG how r u doing and i said not to well i am sorry 4 ur loss and i hope u get through this and i am here 4 u and that u would get over this in a yr and look it is 3yrs since i had lost her and i cant get over that she is gone and never coming back a all

I too have just loss my "baby boy" the Duke man, just this past Thursday Sept. 24th. I still am in the state of denial as I read your story. I have had Duke for 11years. He just turned 11 July the 2nd and had a party (like he always do for his birthday). Just two short months ago, Duke was diagonsed with Renal kidney failure; which after just a short time, turned into Chornic kidney failure. We had been in and out of the hospital since August the 18th (one day after my birthday) placed on fluids ran thru an IV and placed on a special diet food that he would have to eat for the remainer of his life (k/d). For what one week, he was his happy go lucky self again, was running in the yard (one of his favorites) and jumping in and out of my bed. Then all of a sudden he grew weak again, started sleeping all day, didn't want to go outside (which is something he loved to do) and stopped eating and drinking. I went to the closest Walmart (under the Vets permission) and got him some pedialyte and a baby bottle and feed him for all of two weeks. He started to hate seeing me come with that baby bottle and would turn his head upon my arrival. I found myself being faced with, the one thing I feared the Vet told me before was possibly putting him to sleep. I couldn't see putting my baby "the Duke" to sleep. After 11years you would tell me that there is nothing we can do, and that it is best for him...what about me...who will be there to greet me when I come home from work? Who will give me kisses for giving him "inbetween grooming" bathes? Who will show me in those big pretty brown eyes that everything will be okay when I am sad?? I can't do this and I refuse. However; I was forced to sit down with my beloved son and ask him what I should do? His eyes and

We lost our beautiful golden retriver on Dec.15,2009. She was everything to us. the most beautiful thoughtful girl you'd ever want. its been 2 and a half months and I still cry daily. she was our angel. she died of a heart attack.Was so loving and warm to everyone,she was more than a dog she was our preious little girl. We treated her like a lttle girl. She had the front seat of our car.went everywhere we went. She was 12.and we had her from 8 weeks. the grief doesn't want to go away. i will always love and miss her she was so very special and loving. Girlly we will always love you. and miss you

On Friday February 12th my Cat Buddy passed away he was 10 years old he had a number of underlying medical condtions the ultimate cause of his death was a blood clot. The following Wednsday February the 17th My cat Snowflake (who had moved in with my parents 7 months ago when I bought a new house and she couldn't adjust) also experienced a blood clot and passed away. Yesterday February 26th was one of the hardest and saddest days of my life, my little boy Bear (who was my sickest cat with Fel-luek) Had to be euthenized he wound up developing pancreatits and in turn because he stopped eating caused him to develope liver disease. We tried everything even putting a feeding tube in him but after the surgery for the feeding tube he just wasn't strong enough to survive. These past few weeks have been one of the hardest times in my life. I have 1 cat left at home with me now and we both are finding it difficult to deal with the loss of our friends. The two of us together will get through this and we will never forget the wonderful times we had with Buddy, Snowflake and my little boy Bear.

We just had to put my "little sister" Mollie down about six hours ago. She was a short hair Dachshund. I'm still shaking even after taking an ativan. She was my Mom's dog, but I live with my parents as I'm disabled and Mollie was the closest creature to me in my life. She would have been 9 in June. One of my cousins had given my Parent's Mollie when she was around 3. I did everything I could for her from that point until tonight to make her as happy as possible. She would make anyone she'd meet fall in love with her right away. She truly had the most loving personality of any dog I've ever known. I hope she's not scared right now where she is (she gets scared of loud noises and would hide under my bed or any blanket available.) We'd found out a couple of weeks ago that she had an enlarged heart and it was pushing on her trachea. Today she was in obvious pain and we didn't want her to suffer. Rest in Peace little Mollie. I love you and will miss you until we're together again. You were the best little sister a guy could ever ask for. xoxoxoxo

I just lost my beloved cat Precious on Saturday morning shortly before 2:00 A.M. and I am feeling so sad and crying. I just found out about a short time ago that she had Feline Mammary Cancer and that she had a heart murmur. The veterinarian said that her prognosis was poor. I made sure that I gave her loving care in what were her last days and had her on the sofa with me and watched over her 24/7. I was trying to prepare myself for losing her but thought that she had more time than she ultimately did. Unfortunately I just lost her mother, Tabitha on October 18, 2009 but feel that they are together once again and believe that I will see her and Tabitha and my other pets when it's my time to pass on. I Love you Very Much Precious and Will Miss You and those Pretty Green Eyes. Love, Mommy

Today was the worst day in my life when my beloved 14 year old shih tzu passed away. I got her from when she was a puppy and she was my best friend. I am having a hard time with this loss, it is almost unbearable. I know she was old but it all happened so quickly. All of a sudden she had kidney failure, she was having a hard time breathing, she had fluid around her heart, she wasnt eating, vomiting all the time. I know she was suffering and it was heartbreaking to watch, but I wanted her here with me. I didn't want to let her go, even though that was selfish. I just didn't have the heart to put her down. There was so much wrong with her and I just wanted to try medications first. She was my puppy whom I loved soooo dearly. I had her since I was 8 and I was attached to her ever since I got her. But today we rushed her over the emergecy room were she passed away while the veternarian was trying to treat her. I know she is in peace now and she isn't suffering anymore but I don't know how to deal with this. She was the closest thing to me. I will miss my Pixie and it is not the same. I feel like a piece of me died with her. But she will always be in my thoughts and in my heart.

Wow, this is hard. I lost my German Shepherd/ Husky mix this past Monday (1/18/10). I miss her dearly. She was 9 and this Feb 13th it would have marked 9 years of having her. I got her when she was 4 months old. The vet didn't know for sure what happened but she thought it was autoimmune disease. It happened so fast. Three weeks ago, she was normal and then she crashed. She couldn't control her bladder and she had days where she couldn't even get up much less stand. I had to put her down on Monday because Sunday she couldn't move so I had to make that difficult decision to end her suffering. My heart breaks... I'm kind of loss without her. She was my constant in my life that had many changes. She was sweet, protective... and wonderful. I know that in time this sadness will ease. I could ask God why this happened... but instead I choose to thank God for the blessing of having her for 9 years.

i still havent ,gotton passed destinys death,and as of 12-09-2009 my other dog kato passed he had a big tumer on his leg .they wanted to take his leg icouldnt let them because hes 14 yrs old and they said he might not make it ot of annestesa and i could bear to loose him to rt after destiny just passed. so him and i delt with it and changed his rap 3 times aday.then he gave me this lok and he wasnt doing goo so layed down with him and told him if you need to go , its ok go be with destiny its ik, and rt then he died its killing me terribly first xmas with out them i lost my family my everything both they will be missed m may you both rest in peace i love you very muck

I lost my little black dog of 7 years early Monday morning. I don't even know why. He was very active and into everything. He's the only dog I've had that could walk down my sparial stairs to my bedroom. He slept with me every night. I have a female cocker, 10 years old. She is feeling the loss as well. I never thought I'd loose him so soon he should have lived to be 16 years of age at least. I'm a mess. I can't work, focus is out of the question and I just stay in my house hugging my other dog. We've had lots of snow and I couldn't get out anyway due to dead battery. I loved him in a special way, more than all of them. I'm sorry for anyone who has lost a pet or loved one. I've got to get my head together. The thoughts and last days keep popping in my head. I can't sleep in my bed, or go to specific places in the house.

I am having a very hard time dealing with my loss. Just yesterday November 29, 2009 we lost our nine month old black lab, Runner. He was my husband and my first pet together...he was our child. He was hit by a car and thrown into the ditch. When the woman came back and told me what had happened i took off running down the road expecting to find a broken leg, but to my dismay, I found my little baby lifeless. He was not breathing and I tried so hard to revive him, but he was gone before I could even get to him. I try to take comfort in knowing he did not suffer. That only helps so much... I keep trying to see him or feel him, but I know that he is just gone. It feels like I will not get past this...my husband tries to be strong for me, but I know that he is hurting just as much. Everywhere I look he is missing...every room I walk into I expect to see his wagging tail and drooling mouth. He was just so little. He was just starting to get the hang of his life. He understood us and we understood him. I cant help but think that we should have watched him better or left him in the house...He counted on us to make sure nothing like this happened to him. I feel like we let him down...and everyone says "everything happens for a reason", well i need to know that reason now...

I lost my beloved cat "kit" buddy surrounded by his family yesterday, November 11th 2009 in his 12th year. Fighting Diabetes. Treatmet was available but he was too far into the diabetes, that it was useless to try. . . He was my special boy. he loved to be brushed, eat his crunchies and tuna, lay outside in the sun, and play with his stuffed dalmation dog. Words can't describe how much of a loss this has been for my family. . i cant forgive myself for putting him down, watching him pass on the examining table. I feel as if forgivness must come from my pet before it can come from God. We miss you "Kitt Kitterson"

I lost my best friend on thursday 11/5/09 he was only 3 years old. He was brutally run over by a car that neither slowed down or stopped. Bailey was the most loving golden I have ever known. I will never forget the love and companionship he gave me. Witnessing the accident and bringing his limp body to the vet is an image that is seared into my mind. As I try to grieve I try to remeber that i was blessed to have Bailey in my life. I can still hear him barking when I come home. I can still see his big brown eyes looking at me. I miss you dearly and I love you.

I lost my baby boy last thursday. he was only 8 months old. He blessed my heart completely. About a month ago he was diagnosed with a spinal deformatey that the vet said would kill him within about 3 months..as he grew his brain began to swell. I made the hardest choice ever to put him to sleep on thursday, after he had thrown up for 2 days straight. He was a sweet little baby and it was so hard to see such a little guy be in so much pain. He was a papillon that I bought from an irresponsible breeder. When I called to tell her what was going on she told me that it was not her problem. I am trying to look at the situation from my puppy's view though. He got to have someone to love him and play with him for his lifetime and he actually got to live even if it wasnt as long as I had hoped. Though I didnt get to know him long I still loved him more than anyone could imagine. I think I will miss him for the rest of my life. He was so precious.

I lost my Liza on 10/28/2009 to cancer. It happend all too fast for me. I rescued her from abuse 7 yrs, ago on July 4, 2002. When I saw her I knew I had to save her. A real beauty. Black mask/body and beige underneath. We did so many things together. As my companion and friend we took trips, went to the fields and played long hours. When I would cook she would come over to the kitchen and lie down knowing there would always be something for her too. Yes, a little spoiled, but I couldn't care less. October 28, 2009 will always be remember because as you lived your life with dignity; you died with dignity. Your ashes will be brought to the field that you loved so much and there it will be sprinkled so that that memories I have of you will always be there and in my heart now and forever. My heart aches for your loss my baby girl MOM

i lost my 9 and a half year old rotty mix on friday october 9th 2009 he was my big man and its killer not to see him he was the light of our house and the best dog i could have asked for... i miss him soo much and will never know the truth to why we had to put him down vets wont give us a reason to why he was giving up on life like he was. the only prob with him when we took him in it was his hips which where treetable with rest and meds to help him. All the meds did was make him worse so we had to take him back to the vet ( might i add there saposed to be the best vet hosptal in our state) on the third day and at this point he hadent eatin sence monday the 5th and this was thirsday the 8th. The vet ended up doing a blood and urin test to mack sure it was not an ordeal ends up he was a healthy dog and was sure to pull through. The vet ended up changing his meds due to the fact he wouldent eat on the meds he was already on and sent him home when they should have at least kept him over night. So we end up taking him home. He just kept getting worse, so friday the 9th at 6 am we are carring my 90 pound dog who now cant walk at all and has no will to drink or even think about eating to the car to rush to the vet . We get to the vet they had to carrie him on a girney. so we are waiting for them to give us a reason to why he was like he was and at this point he was giving up the will to live which is the hardest thing to here for both me and my mom... i made sure i held him tell the end god i miss my ol man Ru. i just wish the vets could have gave me a reason to why he went like he did... i love you Ru and know you are better off now!

A week ago today I lost my 18-year-old cat, Kobe, following a 5-year battle with chronic renal failure. I had raised Kobe from a kitten and he was the greatest love of my life and my greatest joy. My life feels so depressingly sad and empty without him. The grief is just overwhelming at times. I get through the day only because Kobe's brother, Lenny, also 18 years old and the other great love/joy of my life, depends on me and I could never abandon him, no matter how painful it is to go through life with my firstborn boy. Lenny is in relatively good health for his age but getting on in years and has also been diagnosed with early stage chronic renal failure. I am guessing I have about 2 more years with him. Once he goes, I am going to commit suicide, because there is nothing for me in this life worth sticking around for without my babies. If there is an afterlife, then I want to go there to be reunited with my boys. If there is nothing left of us after death, then just going away and ceasing to exist is better than having to go on with life under the weight of this crushing, unbearable grief. One way or the other, death will take away my pain.

I lost my dog of 8 years Tug the pug almost a month ago. He was my baby dog. I depended on him and he depended on me. He was my life and my happiness. He loved me unconditional. I couldnt wait to get home from work or anywhere just to see him and he was so happy to see me. Now its quite and lonely and i feel like i have nothing to come home to now. I didnt realize all the noise he had made around the house. So I cry everyday. I miss him everyday and I'm not sure its going to get better and I dont know what is going to make me happy again. I have children that are grown and have been married. So he was my life.

I wanted to share my story i adopted chynnah back in 2001 she was a dog of my realtor he had ask me if i wanted a dog i said sure i joke with him as long as its not chiuaua sure we went to visit were she is and she is in the garage under the car with a sweater on right when i aw her i didnt hesitate i said yes sure.she passed away sunday sept 06,2009 sunday at 10:30 om she had seizures she was playing with our dog jack rusell chico all of a sudden she dropped in the living room and start shaking my husband did a mouth to mouth with her she revive for a few second klinging for life by the that time.i ran and trying to make it the vet.she passed away on the way to the hospital.it hurt so much i dont know to recover i feel like blaming my myself for not moving fast enough but i know she's now in heaven i will miss my beloved Yeyey

I lost my best friend yesterday. Stuart Little was a one of a kind creature. My apple headed chihuahua was the light of my life and my one constant to count on. Stuart was diagnosed with congestive heart failure a few years ago and was placed on medication that was given twice daily. He gladly took his medicine and continued to be my happy little guy. About 3 weeks ago Stuart became very stiff and not himself. I took him to the ER Vet where he spent a night hooked up to morphine IVs due to his bad back. Surgery could not be performed because of his heart. After about a week of syringe feeding and recovery Stuart almost seemed like himself again and my heart was over-joyed. Then, as of last Tuesday, Stuart stopped taking his medicine and eating. He began sleeping all the time, which is unlike him. The syringe feeding began once again. After work Friday, I came home and noticed he had vomited clear fluid on the bedroom floor. I syringe fed him and he layed down. Not too long after that he vomited 2 big puddles of bile. I called my ER Vet and told them his situation and they advised me to let him sleep (since he was asleep at the time I called) but to bring him in if he vomited anymore, Stuart slept through the night. Saturday (yesterday) morning as I got out of bed, Stuart threw up twice in the hallway, I got him to the vet ASAP. I had no idea what was fixing to happen, and even promised Stu a trip to PetsMart for a Halloween Costume and a treat. The vet did blood work as well as the other routine checks. With his heart failure, the first place checked was his gums to see if they were still pink. They were and she said that was good. About 15 minutes later, the vet came in with bad news. Stuart Little's kidneys had died. She showed me the levels and said I had 2 choices: 1. Put him to sleep then 2. Put him through a treatment that would require needles and more poking in hopes to relieve some of the fluid inside him to give ME a couple of days to say goodbye Stuart Little was my very best friend. He was so loyal and his love so unconditional that I could not stand to put myself before him and make him go through anymore poking and prodding. I called my dad, mom, and my cousin who all joined me at the vet. I held my baby Stuart and was fortunate to tell him how much I loved him, and always would. I was lucky to get to tell him how happy he made me. His "Gamma" and "Gampa" got to say goodbye, as well as my cousin and my boyfriend. My dad and I went into the room and I held my Stuart as he went to his final sleep. The pain I feel is agonizing. For almost 10 years that dog was my son. It was me and him and now my house, and most of all, my heart feel so empty, I am broken because of this and can barely stand the thought of trying to comfort my feline pets who are missing their brother. It was just me and my pets and has been for so long. I long for some kind of comfort or peace, but have none. My heart is completely broken. Stuart Little, my "Stu Man Chu" - you were the light of my life and everything that was good in it. I love you my precious "Itty Bitty". Love, Momma PS - If ANYONE has anything that might comfort me, I would love to hear it. I am so alone and so beside myself that I cannot eat, sleep, or think straight and I am starting to push all things (pets and people) close to me away. This is not who I am, and not the person I wish to become. Please Help.

My best friend of 12 and 1/2 years ( Onyx ) passed away last night.He had cancer and I had to make the worst decision ever...to put him down. I am devistated. I lost my grandma last week due to cancer as well. My heart is truely broken.I miss my boy so much.Everything i see, hear,smell etc. reminds me of him.I feel guilty that I had to do that to him.I know that he is no longer suffering,unfortunately now I am. I am writing this to keep his memory in my heart...to all of you out there that are going thru this same pain, my heart goes out to you. To Onyx: my best friend, mommy loves you and misses you dearly.I will always be thinking of you.I love you...mommy.

We just lost our 7 year-old Rat Terrier, Marty. He was attacked 3 days ago (for the third time, by the same dog) this time, the attack was lethal. Marty has been attacked by a vicious Great Dane who also bit my wife's right hand. We grieve after him because he was our baby ... We loved that dog like a child ... And the cops in my city are not doing anything about the dog. It is absolutely preposterous. Their dogs plays in their backyard and we suffer ... The second we see another dog we start crying like babies ... What can we do?

I had to put my 5 month old kitten to sleep today. He was born at my husbands shop. He was very friendly with my husband so he brought him home. He was here for 1 month. He was doing fine up until 2 days ago as he started acting lethargic. He did not eat or drink or play so I took him in today and the vet said he had worms upper respritory infection and his instestines had started to turn in on themselves. Then the vet said she thought he might of swallowed a foreign body and she was afraid it might of already started to cut into the intestines. She said she could do surgery but it ws over 1000 dollars and I could not afford it since I am laid off and I did not have 1000 anywhere. The vet said putting him to sleep was probably the best thing cause she had no guarantees that he would even make it through surgery because of his resprtory infection. I am feeling so helpless now. I only had him a month but I miss him like I have had him forever. Not having the money to fix him makes me feel so guilty.

Bel K-my heart goes out to you...3 days ago, on Sat. 9/15, we lost our beloved 9 1/2 yr old Basset hound Masami to what the vet thought was likely a ruptured spleen as well! she was sick one day w/ vomitting & would not eat (not at ALL like her as food was her fave thing on earth next to me!) but the next day she was just fine-back to normal, playing, eatinf, begging, being her usual goofy, spoiled rotten self, and we all had a great day of relief that she was well-thought she just ate a slug or some icky plant outside! The next morning, we woke to find she had vomitted all over, and she could not stand up...we rushed her to the vet....had only been there about 10 minutes, and in the examining room waiting for the dr., she died in my arms. Less than 48 hours had elapsed since she first showed signs of being sick, then a perfectly normal day, then she is just gone...we are completely heartbroken-she was our princess, with such a personality-the light of this house and now it is so quiet and sadness permeates. we miss her so terribly.

i have lost my 18 year old dog destiny she was my everything .having hard time dealing with its nice to no someone else nos how hard it is to morn for your pet . shes the onlyone ive had in my life .ive always been alone till i got her and i will miss her. my sweet destiny.