Dudsmedog

Thank you all so much for your understanding. I've been inconsolable all week and haven't wanted to speak to anyone. But tonight my wonderful friends are holding a wake for Dulcie and I know they will have me laughing again in no time. I really really appreciate everyone taking the time to make me feel better. Thank you all so very much

My little Dulcie got her wings a couple of hours ago. It got to the stage where she couldn't walk more than about 50 metres and had very little appetite. So I made the decision to have the vet come around tonight and booked her in early this morning. I took her and Fudleu for a final walk through her favourite nature walk and told her to give me a sign she was ready to go. So what happens? She turned from a little jelly legged invalid into a mighty wallaby hunter and the two of the ran crazy. Then she came home and ate bbq chicken and ice cream. I was on the verge of vomiting all day in anticipation of what was to come and if I had made the decision too early. By the time the vet arrived I was in a terrible state and tried to get her to convince me I'd made the right decision. She said "if you can telle honestly that she is like this more often than not then we'll let it go for another month. I couldn't tell her that so amongst my terrible outpouring of grief she went to sleep. I held a dying friends hand a few years back talking up him and never shedding a tear With my dog it's another thing altogether

Thank you for sharing your story with me. I feel happy knowing Dulcie has had a wonderfully exciting and full life and I have no regrets knowing I have done all I can I wonder though does she know she is dying or does she just think she's just feeling poorly? I'm sure I read somewhere that animals don't really comprehend death what do you think?

DDD the Prednisolone has made a dog with a previous obsession with food into a ravenous little monster. I hear sounds coming from the house while I am trying to sleep and even Dudley her half brother is too frightened to investigate. The first time I went out she was trying to drag the kitchen rubbish bin through the doggy door and when I asked her what she thought she was doing she just looked at me with her druggie eyes like I should maybe quietly go back to bed. I threw her a packet of chips and bolted the door. She has cost me a fortune not just with the chemo but I had to pay out $2500 to the dentists last week because she ate my teeth. I wear a partial plate which I stupidly left on my side table and in the morning they were missing. I eventually found them mangled up in the back yard So I've been without a few teeth for the last few months having to explain to everyone "the dog ate them" She's a bitch but I still love her regardless

Thank you so much Westiemum. I have been following your journey and I wish you both all the very best

I would never let her suffer Kirislin. When she gets to the stage that she no longer wants to eat and I can see in her eyes she is ready, then I'll let her go. I've let her off her lead on our walks for the last month so she can chase all the critters she wants to her little hearts content ( no chance of success don't worry) Today she just trotted beside me for most of the time and her breathing is a bit erratic. But she's still eating me out of house and home so that's a good thing. She looks at me as though I'm a potential meal and I'm just waiting for the morning I wake up with an ankle chewed off

My little fox terrier girl of 9 years was diagnosed with lymphoma 8 months ago and we took the Chemo road which was very successful. After the 20 week protocol she was well into remission and was the happiest I've ever seen her since a puppy which makes me wonder just how long it was lying dormant in her body. But about a month ago the lymph nodes in her neck swelled up and the vet confirmed it had returned. I've spent a lot of time on this forum reading about everyone's experiences and although I always end up sobbing my eyes out I feel strangely comforted knowing I'm not alone. I thought maybe she would defy the odds if I changed her diet and basically took on board so many of the tips I found on here but I have to face facts- my little girl is dying

My little fox terrier girl of 9 years was diagnosed with lymphoma 8 months ago and we took the Chemo road which was very successful. After the 20 week protocol she was well into remission and was the happiest I've ever seen her since a puppy which makes me wonder just how long it was lying dormant in her body. But about a month ago the lymph nodes in her neck swelled up and the vet confirmed it had returned. I've spent a lot of time on this forum reading about everyone's experiences and although I always end up sobbing my eyes out I feel strangely comforted knowing I'm not alone. I thought maybe she would defy the odds if I changed her diet and basically took on board so many of the tips I found on here but I have to face facts- my little girl is dying