I had to take Bubba to the vet today. He has been acting very funny lately and pretty much refused to come out from under the bed. When he started missing the litterbox yesterday I knew something was really wrong. Considering that he is 16 years old, I figured that his kidneys may have been going. It turns out that his liver was failing. When we got to see him under the brighter lights at the vet office you could see he was extremely jaundiced. The vet said he was also extremely dehydrated and his urine looked really bad. They hadn't even done any tests yet but you could tell it was bad. If we had decided to treat him for it, it would require an extensive hospital stay and medications. And even then his prognosis would not be good. Giving the circumstances and prognosis I decided that it was time to let him go. He lived a good long life but I will miss him terribly. I've had him since I was 16 and he has been with me through most of my major life changes. Thank you to Dwayne for putting up with him despite his slight allergic reaction and changing kitty litter for me all those years. I love you!
Harmony... I cried when I heard about this. I'm so sorry, and my heart goes out to you. I know how "family" he was. He'll be missed.
ReplyDeleteme, too. I had to go add your blog to my reader!
ReplyDeleteI AM glad he was with you...
I lost my Dachshund after 15 1/2 years. We had been together since she was 7 weeks old and I was 7 years old. She died in my Mom's arms...and then we were crying in each others arms!
When you grow up together, it's pretty special.
By the way, we are really attached to Buttons, yes, I said "we". You really know how to pick 'em...