A sad prompt for today . . .
Rest in Peace.
Sadly my daughter is taking her cat Toby to the vet for the last time this morning.
Toby became ill a couple of weeks ago and after extensive (and very expensive) treatment there is nothing more that can be done.
I am sure it will strike a chord with many of you who have had to make a similar heart-breaking decision.
For my daughter, it comes after a horrendous few weeks with the most difficult situations she has ever had to face in her 31 years, yet she has shown incredible inspirational courage and consideration for others and a determination to do her very best. I am very, very proud of her.
Good news – April came home today and apart from the obvious missing eye, is just like her old self. I have her crated just in case Jasper gets too inquisitive or they start fighting as they sometimes do, and when I took her for a toilet walk, she just kept going…
I brought her back as I didn’t want her to overdo it but she didn’t seem to have any problems apart from the usual complications of being so short…long tufts of grass and scrubby plants in the paddock are like trees to her and she did run into one but seemed unperturbed. (Jasper hasn’t fared as well – unused to being without April he barked for a fair bit of the night and his usually deep bark was hoarse this morning. And, he must have continued when I went to pick April up because only a mouse-like squeak comes out now 😦 He’s in his crate now, too. They are just like children; always worried they are missing out on what the other might be getting.)
Animals are amazing the way they adapt. Over twenty years ago we had a cat, Pollyanna, who was injured and had to have one front leg amputated and her damaged jaw wired. Just one day after her operation I took her outside for toilet and she ended up on our garage roof as she had often loved to do. I was a nervous wreck but she calmly came down when she was ready. Polly was just one when it happened and lived for another fourteen years. I was devastated when she died, although she’d had a good life, and one month later April was born and really helped me through some tough times as there were a few other hiccups around that time!
Thank you everyone for the emails, messages and good wishes. I really appreciate them. I’ve had a topsy-turvy few days and will catch up on my responses, comments and lovely awards tomorrow 🙂
Today’s prompt is a photo of my precious Mini-Dachshund April but I’m sure many of you will substitute your own precious pets to write about.
April spent the night at a Vet Clinic in Bendigo after having surgery last night to have one of her eyes removed. They were going to ring after the surgery was completed and did say it would be late but it must have been much later than anticipated as my phone stayed silent. I am sure she is in good hands, though, and when I phone after opening hours (not long) the news will be good and she will be able to come home. April has had very limited sight for several years after complications with her thyroid condition. Despite that, she manages very well and will continue to do so. She is nine years old. Jasper, my other Dachshund and her father (now fixed) is missing her terribly. Sadly, I lost April’s mother (Becky) and sister (Princess) to cancer a few years ago when they were only about seven years old, so I am very glad I still have April and Jasper.
Over the years there have been many pet stories in Positive Words. Most writers feel some comfort in writing about their lost companions and I always get response from fellow readers/contributors each time a story appears.
Please keep your fingers crossed or say a few words for my little April and do write and tell me your dog stories.