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At 1:00pm on April 12, 2008, Nike went to the Bridge after a long battle with Caude Equina Syndrome/Degenerative Myelopathy. She could barely control her back end any longer and it was clear she was becoming frustrated and unhappy. While I didn't see "the look" that so many people speak of when it's time, I could tell she was tired.
She got to eat hamburger, sushi, green peppers (her favorite), and a strawberry ice cream sundae. Even at the vet, as the sedative kicked in, she was still munching on green peppers.
While the vet administered the last medication, John sat in front of Nike, stroking her paws, and I held her head in my lap and told her how much I loved her and how sorry I was that I couldn't do more for her. There was no last gasp, no hiccup, nothing. She just slowly closed her eyes and was gone.
I am completely devastated but at the same time I feel a sense of peace, something I was not expecting. I know the coming weeks will be hard while adjusting to prepping two meals instead of three, waiting for two dogs to come in instead of three, etc., but the vet and John both assured me I'd gone above and beyond to try to help her and letting her go was the right thing to do.
I'm going to cuddle with my boys now.
Nike, my sweet baby girl, you will always be in my heart. I miss you already.
She got to eat hamburger, sushi, green peppers (her favorite), and a strawberry ice cream sundae. Even at the vet, as the sedative kicked in, she was still munching on green peppers.
While the vet administered the last medication, John sat in front of Nike, stroking her paws, and I held her head in my lap and told her how much I loved her and how sorry I was that I couldn't do more for her. There was no last gasp, no hiccup, nothing. She just slowly closed her eyes and was gone.
I am completely devastated but at the same time I feel a sense of peace, something I was not expecting. I know the coming weeks will be hard while adjusting to prepping two meals instead of three, waiting for two dogs to come in instead of three, etc., but the vet and John both assured me I'd gone above and beyond to try to help her and letting her go was the right thing to do.
I'm going to cuddle with my boys now.
Nike, my sweet baby girl, you will always be in my heart. I miss you already.
