 My Peppi is gone...
Friday, December 7, I had to say goodbye to my cocker spaniel Peppi. She was just 2 months shy of being 15 years old. I came from work and noticed something wasn't right. I checked her over and dreaded what I found. She had bloat, rare in a cocker. It was the middle of the night and I had my vet meet me at the clinic. X-rays confirmed I was right (vet couldn't believe it as he had never seen it in a cocker). Bloat in a cocker is a rarity and my vet felt there was an underlying cause in addition as her eating habits hadn't changed (I always took precautions such as feeding her several small meals, a raised diner, no exercise shortly before/after eating, etc). I had to make the difficult decision whether to do surgery or euthanize her. Due to her age, the chances of surgery being successful and her making it were slim and the vet recommended euthanasia. She went to sleep in my arms.
She has been there for me for over half of my life, she was my shadow. She got me started in the dog world and taught me so much. I always thought I would have more time with her. She was still very energetic for her age, really loved life. That this happened so suddenly is killing me. I keep wondering whether I made the right decision. What I could have done differently.
I feel like I'm going crazy. I keep imagining her, listening for her. My heart is so broken right now.
Peppi you will Forever be Loved and Missed. I hope Duchess and Hershey are taking good care of you in heaven until we meet again... |