Well, how do I start. Shae (my 17 year old sheltie) just had his 2nd seizure the other night. It was so sad to watch and afterwards I held him and cried. I don't believe in taking a dog of this age to the vet to be prodded and poked and put on meds that will not only make him drugged and out of focus, but will also prolong the inevitable. He has been such a great dog and I can see that he is in no pain. With each seizure I do notice that his eyesite is worsened. He has cataracts of both eyes and as his site weakens, my other dog Jack leads Shae around the outside so he can do his business.
The only thing that frightens me is coming home to find him dead. I would much rather be with him at the end. He seems to be ok now and is even back begging from the table. lol
Another thing is what will Jack do when he doesn't have Shae around to lead? I hope he doesn't become depressed. Jack feels that Shae is his little brother and his responsibility. He was so upset while Shae was going through the seizure. He actually hid after Shae's attack. Oh my, so much to worry about.
The only thing that frightens me is coming home to find him dead. I would much rather be with him at the end. He seems to be ok now and is even back begging from the table. lol
Another thing is what will Jack do when he doesn't have Shae around to lead? I hope he doesn't become depressed. Jack feels that Shae is his little brother and his responsibility. He was so upset while Shae was going through the seizure. He actually hid after Shae's attack. Oh my, so much to worry about.