Ohhhh this sucks... My old guy was sent over the bridge last night.
I have shared the good and bad for the last 12 years on here.
Last day we noticed "Scarecrow" had suddenly slowed down. We thought it may have just been his rabies shot that he got in his butt, he's 12 years old and have a notoriously sore hind end. So when he seemed a little more crotchety I gave him a half of deramaxx and waited to see if it would improve things.
By evening time he didn't look better and his tummy looked a little distended. So off we went to the 24 hr clinic. (Same clinic that is our regular clinic)
Well the news was awful... His abdomen was filled with blood and they suspected a cancerous tumor on his spleen had ruptured.
The prospects for surgery were there, but for the $5000 expense you would maybe get another 6 months. Removal of the spleen would be done but if it was a cancerous tumor that had metatisized (sp?) the chances were heavy that the other organs would have already been compromised.
At 12 years old there really was only one option. I am ashamed to say it took me a full 3+ hours to agree to doing what was needed.
So my beloved Scarecrow is gone and I am still crying today. Mind you I have 2 more dogs and 2 more horses. And since this was only my second time putting down an animal I am dreading going through this ever again. But then I know I wouldn't trade the day to day love and life I have with all of them.
I just wanted to share. He was a great dog and lived a long life for a Golden/Lab cross. He was 84 in people years... so I don't know why I am still crying. But I am.
So sorry that you lost your wonderful dog. We had the same situation with a slightly younger dog that we'd had all her life. She was whisked into surgery without any discussion of most likely this's. I was so upset when the biopsy came back positive on the removed spleen. My girl got two more months only. Early one morning I heard her collapse onto the floor after experiencing gradual weakening in the previous days. She wagged her tail when I got to her, but she couldn't get up. I could barely lift her into the truck. When I got to the vets' and she started to examine her, I said she's had enough. Please go ahead and end it.
Emily, you did the right thing. Your pup was very lovely, and I hope you are comforted by good memories of happy times with him. Good job getting him to the clinic sooner rather than later. Many folks would delay a visit like that.
I tolerate all kinds of animal idiosyncrasies.
I've found that I don't tolerate people idiosyncrasies as well. - Casey09
So sorry for your loss. You absolutely did the right thing. That particular type of cancer gives not early signs. They appear fine until they dont, which is when that blood vessel ruptures and they bleed out. So don't beat yourself up. You did what was best, and he had a good life. That is so much more than lots of animals ever get.