For those of you who read an earlier thread... I have an 11 year old Rottie named Gretta. She's had breast cancer for about 2 years now. We had surgery last August to remove it. They thought they got it all, but to our sadness it grew back with a vengence and spread. Her latest tumor is on the inside of the back right leg. She's been hobbling around on 3 legs for a few weeks now but did not seem in pain. But I've noticed over the past few weeks she has not been eating much.
We've been giving her table food because she will eat that. But this morning... it was just so evident she's lost a lot of weight. She doesn't look happy and although she's not crying in pain... I know she's trying to tell me it's time. I took her out this morning to go potty and it took my daughter and I to get her back up 4 steps. She's been lying on a bed we made in the living room all day. I noticed she threw up..... I kind of knew she would because she was drooling buckets this morning. I tried to get her to eat some tums to help but she won't eat a thing now. But she did drink a bit.
Today has been such a long day. I know that first thing tomorrow morning we will have to take her to be put to sleep and I just hope and pray I don't have second thoughts and chicken out. It's time... I have to keep telling myself. The tears are just rolling down my face as I type this. It breaks my heart to look at her knowing I am planning on ending her life tomorrow.
I have to work night shift tonight and I am gonna be a basket case bawling my eyes out all night just thinking about it. I just hope my co workers don't come up with any lines of "it's only a dog" cuz I think I might deck them one right there. I don't think they will.... they're all very nice people. But I did have someone comment one time about someone calling in sick for work because their dog died and how they felt it was a ridiculous reason to call in because it was only a dog.
Well, I guess I should go now. I gotta start getting ready for work now. I am asking for prayers and thoughts. This is going to be really really tough for me... as I'm sure it would be really tough for any of you as well. I guess it just seems like the end of the world since I've already lost 3 dogs back to back. I am still grieving my last one I lost.
We've been giving her table food because she will eat that. But this morning... it was just so evident she's lost a lot of weight. She doesn't look happy and although she's not crying in pain... I know she's trying to tell me it's time. I took her out this morning to go potty and it took my daughter and I to get her back up 4 steps. She's been lying on a bed we made in the living room all day. I noticed she threw up..... I kind of knew she would because she was drooling buckets this morning. I tried to get her to eat some tums to help but she won't eat a thing now. But she did drink a bit.
Today has been such a long day. I know that first thing tomorrow morning we will have to take her to be put to sleep and I just hope and pray I don't have second thoughts and chicken out. It's time... I have to keep telling myself. The tears are just rolling down my face as I type this. It breaks my heart to look at her knowing I am planning on ending her life tomorrow.
I have to work night shift tonight and I am gonna be a basket case bawling my eyes out all night just thinking about it. I just hope my co workers don't come up with any lines of "it's only a dog" cuz I think I might deck them one right there. I don't think they will.... they're all very nice people. But I did have someone comment one time about someone calling in sick for work because their dog died and how they felt it was a ridiculous reason to call in because it was only a dog.
Well, I guess I should go now. I gotta start getting ready for work now. I am asking for prayers and thoughts. This is going to be really really tough for me... as I'm sure it would be really tough for any of you as well. I guess it just seems like the end of the world since I've already lost 3 dogs back to back. I am still grieving my last one I lost.