Thursday, June 25, 2009

Loss of another family member

How can one family lose two pets in less then a month? It has been devestating. I still almost can't believe that it's happened as fast as it did.

For a long time now, we've been known as that house with the three crazy labs. Andy is 14, yeah, he can't hear... but he knows how to find food and anything else that will get him into trouble. Abby is 7. God bless her crazy self. She is an "animal" no pun intended. She's crazy. Theres no other word to describe her.

Amos was 13. He was our middle child. Slightly different from the other two, but calm, quiet and a real sweet heart. He was often my "cuddle bug" coming up and rubbing his head in my lap looking for a rub behind the ear.

Yesterday morning, we woke up to find that he was urinating blood. Blood that looked like kool-aid. My mom had said she was going to take him to the vet - but depending on what they say, it could be "the day". Before I left the house, I got on the floor and made sure to rub his head and give him a kiss on the nose. I drove out to meet up with two girlfriends and to hopefully forget what was going to happen. I cried for most of the drive. Then, a few hours later my dad called to say that all Amos had was a kidney infection and with some antibiotics, he should be good to go. I was thrilled.

Apparently, his condition worsened throughout the day. He had lost control of his functions and was bleeding all over the house. Around 6 my mom called me again to tell me she was taking him back to the vet. Old age finally caught up to my cuddle bug.

I couldn't believe that 5 hours ago, one vet gave us a hell of a lot of hope. Then, that same day, it was taken away.

I feel crazy crying over the loss of our dog, but as I was reminded, those two dogs have lived half of my life with me. They have been ours since they were 8 weeks old and now, 13 years later - one of them is gone. The house is empty - even though we still have two dogs. Only Abby greets us at the door because Andy doesn't get up too much anymore. The dogs walk around strangly. It is just quiet. This has been really hard for me.

1 comment:

o2bhiking said...

Hey when I have taken dogs and cats to be euthanized, I about flooded the examining room as I stood next to them stroking their head for the last time as the vet injected a lethal drug into them. Nothing odd at all about crying - it is not just an animal, your title says it all: it is the loss of a family member. My condolences to you.