I returned from a LLL meeting this evening and after feeding the rabbits and bringing the dog in I checked on Doug. He was gone. I knew as soon as I looked at him. It probably happened within the last hour or two as rigor hasn't begun.
I put him inside the fur cover for his water bottle and Pinky is going to bury him near the palm tree that the squirrels love so much.
RIP little guy. I did what I could for you, you just wern't meant to make it. Thank you for coming into my life :'(
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Thinking Ramble
I'm not sure what to think or do right now. Doug is still alive, doing slightly better than yesterday evening, but not by much. I have decided to switch him from the breastmilk to scalded milk, we began this morning so we will see... He's not eating much, stops after a mere 2ccs, looks incredibly dehydrated, didn't pee or poop just now when I fed him... I just don't know.
Do I keep going and hope he improves?
Do I contact Dr A and ask him to PTS?
Do I contact a rehabber and be done with it all?
My gut tells me to keep going. It isn't in me to shirk the responsibility of caring for an animal. I am not good with PTS decisions, heck, I'm barely decent at handling the situation at all. You have no idea how many tears I have shed while holding a pet being euthed. (Except for that one that bit me with it's last bit of strength, but honestly in the condition it was in that was the best thing... sad considering it was a beautiful dog in it's time.)
So for now we trudge on. Pinky is still helping with D's care, he feeds him in the morning and at night while I'm with R. I will still do what I can for him but I will continue to avoid formula if I can. I need to go pick up some whole milk this evening. I'm not hoping for or thinking anything. I'm just letting it be, whatever happens, happens, and is supposed to happen (but doesn't mean I won't be wracked with guilt and full of what if's...).
So we wait.
Do I keep going and hope he improves?
Do I contact Dr A and ask him to PTS?
Do I contact a rehabber and be done with it all?
My gut tells me to keep going. It isn't in me to shirk the responsibility of caring for an animal. I am not good with PTS decisions, heck, I'm barely decent at handling the situation at all. You have no idea how many tears I have shed while holding a pet being euthed. (Except for that one that bit me with it's last bit of strength, but honestly in the condition it was in that was the best thing... sad considering it was a beautiful dog in it's time.)
So for now we trudge on. Pinky is still helping with D's care, he feeds him in the morning and at night while I'm with R. I will still do what I can for him but I will continue to avoid formula if I can. I need to go pick up some whole milk this evening. I'm not hoping for or thinking anything. I'm just letting it be, whatever happens, happens, and is supposed to happen (but doesn't mean I won't be wracked with guilt and full of what if's...).
So we wait.
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