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I''ve posted here a couple of times about my mini foxie Bubbles, who was diagnosed with lymphoma 5 months ago having just turned 5. Since then with treatment and a special diet, she has been her usual fat and raucous self, a pure joy to anyone who met her. Eveyone was deeply moved by this little dog, she had a heart that was fifty times bigger than her body. The last two days, however, she was lethargic and off her food, and I knew deep down she was telling me she''d had enough.
Despite my husband and I having done absolutely everything we could have done for her and more, my precious girl quietly slipped away in my arms today, aged 5 years and 9 months. I panicked today when she was suddenly so weak she could hardly stand, and rushed her to the vet. She took her last breath as I walked in the door at the vet clinic. She''d obviously had enough of that place! My heart is broken into about a million pieces.
I''d give anything to nuzzle that tiny, soft head again. My husband thinks she was just being her loving self, and saving us the grief of the day we dreaded most, the day we would have her put to sleep. I think she was showing her typically stubborn side, and insisting she go on her terms, and not ours! I''m sure both are true, but either way, she went to sleep and never woke up, which is the end she so deserved. She loved her sleep!
It''s comforting to post here, knowing so many of you understand the unrelenting pain of having lost a pet. Please, give your loved animals an extra big hug today. I''m hugging my other foxie Ebony so much she might burst!!
Nigh-nighs, Sausage.
Despite my husband and I having done absolutely everything we could have done for her and more, my precious girl quietly slipped away in my arms today, aged 5 years and 9 months. I panicked today when she was suddenly so weak she could hardly stand, and rushed her to the vet. She took her last breath as I walked in the door at the vet clinic. She''d obviously had enough of that place! My heart is broken into about a million pieces.
I''d give anything to nuzzle that tiny, soft head again. My husband thinks she was just being her loving self, and saving us the grief of the day we dreaded most, the day we would have her put to sleep. I think she was showing her typically stubborn side, and insisting she go on her terms, and not ours! I''m sure both are true, but either way, she went to sleep and never woke up, which is the end she so deserved. She loved her sleep!
It''s comforting to post here, knowing so many of you understand the unrelenting pain of having lost a pet. Please, give your loved animals an extra big hug today. I''m hugging my other foxie Ebony so much she might burst!!
Nigh-nighs, Sausage.
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