Sammy was a good boy at heart...we had to put him down due to a lot of sudden medical complications. It started with cushions disease, then back problems, and then his front legs sustained injury which caused them to be hollowed out .
I write this asking for prayers, and to shed light on tyranny of the animal care system. It really is no better than how horrible our human health care system is. All these drugs and treatment to help our precious pets are insanely expensive. Only those with wealth are able to allow their pets a second chance at life. I know Sammy would've recovered and had at least 2 more years if we were able to afford the treatment. He had the spirit and energy to move around, just didn't have the body... I also noticed some suspicious behavior from the staff. I don't believe they're nefarious by any intent, but I could sense a level of incompetence, or neglect from them. I don't know how to explain, but it didn't feel right. I don't think I'll go back to them...but despite that we did what we had to do, and we did everything we possibly could to help our dog.
I pray too, that the collapse of this wicked evil in our world will help not just us humans, but as well our furry families.
And thank you all for fighting the good fight in this information war.
So sorry to hear this.
We had a beautiful, happy go-lucky female German Shepherd. She was just an absolute joy and full of nothing but love.
At some point she give the slightest little whimper and would back away when we would pet her on a certain area of her back. Our regular vet thought it was a strain of some kind and just told us to make sure she takes it easy for a while. The symptom lingered though and we were recommended to a specialist. The new doctor discovered it was a fungal infection on her spine…can’t remember the name.
So then the revolving prescriptions began. After a few weeks, she lost vision in one eye, became more and more unstable on her feet and could obviously not play with her favorite toys like she used to. But that girl would still bring them to us and do the best she could to play. She NEVER lost her spirit and would attempt the biggest greeting she could muster up any time one of us came home, always with that smile. We searched for alternate opinions to no avail. It finally got to be too much for her and she had maybe 15% vision remaining in the one good eye and could usually not get herself up from the floor. She still would get that smile on her face and wag her tail with any attention given her. Of course, we had to put her down.
I lost my father at 13 and mother when I was 22. Putting that girl down was every bit as hard those first couple of days. The pain fades sooner than with a close loved one, but it is so damn hard. Funny, I can think of mom and dad without welling up. Not when I think about her though.
Within about 6-8 weeks we went from her having that little whimper to all the other issues. I can’t be certain, but I damn sure believe they just treated her as a Guinea pig and all those damn “medicines” did that to her. She was only 3 years old.
God bless you fren