People do such foolish things at times. A friend of mine has kept her little Shitzu going for (literally) years and years past when he was expected to die from cancer. And not just alive; happy and bouncy. He was a joy.
About a week ago, he hurt his back and was in terrible pain, unable to stand. Nothing seemed to help. A heartbreaking decision, but she was going to take him tonight to be pts. But her neighbor, who was looking in on Joey while my friend was at work, called at noon, screaming, "He's dead! He's dead! Oh my god, he's dead!" My friend, of course, felt as if her heart had been torn out. She rushed home--where Joey greeted her with waggy tail.
Turns out the neighbor's dog had died unexpectedly at the groomer's. My poor friend! I can't imagine how much this added to her burden.
About a week ago, he hurt his back and was in terrible pain, unable to stand. Nothing seemed to help. A heartbreaking decision, but she was going to take him tonight to be pts. But her neighbor, who was looking in on Joey while my friend was at work, called at noon, screaming, "He's dead! He's dead! Oh my god, he's dead!" My friend, of course, felt as if her heart had been torn out. She rushed home--where Joey greeted her with waggy tail.
Turns out the neighbor's dog had died unexpectedly at the groomer's. My poor friend! I can't imagine how much this added to her burden.