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We took
our beloved 10 year old Sabian in to
the vet six weeks ago to have
"fatty" lumps removed from
her leg, mammary area and ear.
She didn't seem bothered by the
lumps, but we thought it best to
have them removed and the lump in her
ear had broken open and started to
ooze. The lumps weren't sent
for testing.
Two weeks
later we took her in to have the
stitches removed and were told
everything was fine.
She just
didn't seem to be the same after
though, far more sluggish and very
slow going up stairs. She was
sleeping a lot and some days didn't
race to greet me at the door.
Last
night she seemed fine. I
started hearing some odd noise and
after 15 minutes I went looking for
the kids or the dog to see what the
noise was. I found her laying
in the bottom of the closet,
wheezing and struggling to
breathe. She could barely lift
her head and wouldn't drink any
water. I rushed her to the vet
(we had to carry her as she couldn't
even move). The vet said
she was in critical shock. Her
blood levels were very low and
she couldn't breathe. The vet
found another lump in the mammary
area. It was very hard and
bumpy, not like the others. X-rays
showed spots all over her
lungs and chest cavity (which
explained her breathing problems).
The vets best guess was an
aggressive tumor in the mammary
area, that spread to her lungs.
It was devastating.
I phoned
my husband (working out of town) and
we decided that whatever it took to
get her in stable condition we would do. We
just couldn't bear the thought of
letting her go. As I was
talking to him the vet rushed in to
say her heart rate had drastically
dropped and she was dying. We
had a little time to say good bye.
I held the phone to her ear so he
could talk. This was his baby.
I talked quietly hoping she
knew I was there when she took her
last breath. It's hard to
believe that 3 hours before she sat
patiently beside the kitchen counter
waiting for a treat of roast beef
and now she is gone.
Over the
years as my husband worked out of
town more and more, she became
my shadow. She cried and
whined until I helped her up into
the bed to sleep by my feet when my
husband was away. When I was
sick she stuck to me like glue,
never leaving my side. She
followed me all over the house and
always had to be by my side.
She was
a beautiful well tempered dog.
She was extremely well behaved,
smart and the best companion
you could imagine.
I keep
looking behind to see if she's
coming, but she's not there. |
Rottweiler
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