 The dreaded decision
I am new to this site. I joined on 4/8 hoping to share the joy of owning three yorkies. With much heartache, I am now sharing the loss of one of my girls. Without any warning, my Abby stopped eating. Very strange. I could tell she was interested because she kept coming back. I hand feed my girls. So I tried to look in her mouth. I felt she had a lump in her throat and swollen glands. Called the vet, couldn't get an appt till next day.
Overnight, she got worse, by morning I was going to the vet without an appt. After a long day, my husband and I made the decision to put her down. I can't believe this could happen so fast. My 3 cuties are now two lost souls, one of the girls is her baby. Has anyone ever seen grief in their dogs eyes? How can I help her.? Is the sparkle gone forever?
Holly and her mommy were best friends. They did everything together. I never realized what a leader my Abby was. She was not the Alpha, but she was the social director. She was always on the go, smelling and investigating everything. |