I helped my little Sheba girl to the bridge this morning around 10 am. We'd been fighting a "lung issue" since March and she was doing pretty darn well I thought. On Saturday, she stopped eating and on Sunday she was very warm so I took her into the vet. He did a new film and the "mass" in her lung had grown, so we almost certainly knew it was cancer. He gave her meds for fever and she had a great afternoon and evening last night. She ate, drank, roamed around, it was lovely.
This morning she did not come to breakfast and I couldn't find her in the backyard. I had to take my dd to swim practice at 6 am, so left my husband to search the yard. He found her under a shrub at 7 and said she was very lethargic. I told him to take her to the vet's and I would get there ASAP.
I got there at 9 and knew by looking at her that she probably wouldn't come home. The vet suggested doing a needle biopsy to know definitively what was going on and in 10 min I had my answer: primary adenocarcinoma of the lung---CANCER. He suggested some steroids to help her perk up and give us a bit of time but I chose to help her to the bridge today. She'd not yet lost any weight, but she was struggling today and her eyes looked "dead." She was ready....I was not...but it's not about me.
She passed peacefully and I put my head on her chest as she crossed to the bridge. It was such a relief to hear that rattle in her chest stop and to know she could breathe freely again.
I love you Sheba....play nice at the bridge.
Sheba June 21, 2006-July 6, 2009
This morning she did not come to breakfast and I couldn't find her in the backyard. I had to take my dd to swim practice at 6 am, so left my husband to search the yard. He found her under a shrub at 7 and said she was very lethargic. I told him to take her to the vet's and I would get there ASAP.
I got there at 9 and knew by looking at her that she probably wouldn't come home. The vet suggested doing a needle biopsy to know definitively what was going on and in 10 min I had my answer: primary adenocarcinoma of the lung---CANCER. He suggested some steroids to help her perk up and give us a bit of time but I chose to help her to the bridge today. She'd not yet lost any weight, but she was struggling today and her eyes looked "dead." She was ready....I was not...but it's not about me.
She passed peacefully and I put my head on her chest as she crossed to the bridge. It was such a relief to hear that rattle in her chest stop and to know she could breathe freely again.
I love you Sheba....play nice at the bridge.
Sheba June 21, 2006-July 6, 2009