I just had to share because I'm so sad right now. My husband's grandmother, who is so near and dear to me, is very ill. She's 82 and dying of emphysema. She has a little Laso Apso named Spike who is 13 years old and he is her "Baby"
Spike has arthritis, a bad back that is very tender from an old injury/surgery and also an eye that is contstantly infected. So, needless to say, he can get a little fiesty if you touch him in the wrong aread and catch him off guard.
Well, my grandmother is on Hospice and while she was being changed, Spike nipped at her. Since her skin is so paper thin, it ripped her about an inch.
The nurses reported it to dog control (they're required to) and even though my grandmother didn't want him gone, they took him away. Now he can never come back or they will require that he be euthenized.
I understand why they did this, but it is so hard to see a lonely woman on her death bed have her very dearest friend taken away.
I cry just thinking about how sad she must be! I spend the night at her house every other night (taking turns with my husband) so she's not alone, and she asks about him and breaks into tears.
I don't think I can do anything to comfort her, but I really really want to. I know if anyone would understand, there would be people on this board who would.
If anyone has any advice or words of encouragement, I could really use it.
Spike has arthritis, a bad back that is very tender from an old injury/surgery and also an eye that is contstantly infected. So, needless to say, he can get a little fiesty if you touch him in the wrong aread and catch him off guard.
Well, my grandmother is on Hospice and while she was being changed, Spike nipped at her. Since her skin is so paper thin, it ripped her about an inch.
The nurses reported it to dog control (they're required to) and even though my grandmother didn't want him gone, they took him away. Now he can never come back or they will require that he be euthenized.
I understand why they did this, but it is so hard to see a lonely woman on her death bed have her very dearest friend taken away.
I cry just thinking about how sad she must be! I spend the night at her house every other night (taking turns with my husband) so she's not alone, and she asks about him and breaks into tears.
I don't think I can do anything to comfort her, but I really really want to. I know if anyone would understand, there would be people on this board who would.
If anyone has any advice or words of encouragement, I could really use it.