I have to start out saying, I'm not one for melodrama. Shit happens to everyone, everyday, everywhere. But honestly, this week has just grabbed me by the balls and thrown me into a brick wall. Btw, this is going to be hella tl;dr, but whatever. Well, my first and only dog, who was 11 years old, had been suffering from very serious arthritis for several months now. It had gotten to the point where her quality of life was severely degraded, and it was painful to see it. Monday night I came home from work to see her stuck in the grass, while the auto-sprinklers were on at full blast, completely soaked and freezing. I quickly shut off the sprinklers, picked her up and dried her off. She was shivering, and in pain for about an hour after that. It brought tears to my eyes to see a dog that less than a year ago was one of the healthiest, most active dogs on the block, fall to this level. Obviously, I had to do the proper thing, making her go on in that amount of pain is downright cruel, and temporarily extending her life through costly surgeries is unreasonable and selfish. On Tuesday I brought her to one of the most expensive vets I have ever set foot in. We spent some time together, and I was there at her side as the shots were administered. She's definitely better off now, and that's just the way it is. As George Harrison once said, all things must pass. Well anyways... Yesterday, I get off work, go to my car and reach for my pipe... It's not where I left it, nor is my bud. Now mind you, I had just picked up a half O of some Blue Cheese, and was about to light a bowl in memory of my dog and all the good times we had... My car had been broken into; all of my weed, and my pipe had been stolen. This normally wouldn't have made me all that upset, but honestly, having this happen to me within 24 hours of having to put down my best friend of 11 years, just killed something inside of me. I bawled, honestly bawled for longer than I'd like to admit. I know, this isn't the end of the world, or really much of anything out of the ordinary. But I have to say, to me, this week has really put a strain on me... Enough to make a long ass post on Grasscity, that is...
I just went through something similar with my dog that I had for 11 years and man it hurts - it hurts bad. I was very fortunate to find a puppy very similar and he reminds me a lot of my old dog - but, he can't replace him. I guess it will just take time. Hang in there man.
Have had both things happen. In sorry man people are scum and your dog will always know what's good between you and him
If that's the worst thing to happen to you in life, then you'll be in pretty good shale. Don't sweat it, my week has been pretty horrible too. I don't post anything about my personal life here because it isn't a diary.
She's in a better place now man. Eternal life and eternal happiness is what follows death. Just a matter of time until you two reunite again.
Ahh that sucks dude, might wanna take it easy for now, your dog is in a place where pain ceases to exist at least. I hope you get better soon.
That's fuckin rough. You know life is beating you down when it reduces you to tears. Hope things turn around for you
Dude stfu and gtfo.. dudes dog died and u wanna be a bitch and act like its a big deal, he's just lettin off a little steam. Yeah everybody has problems and they might seem small too u but too others they're big. Honestly.. Dicks don't deserve to be apart of this site, a forum about smoking a plant that is of natures delivery system for goodness. Distilled into a pure form. It glides down into your belly, and blooms into a feeling of peace. In this world beset by evil. Try being nice and listening to other peoples problems for a change.
[quote name='"PplAreStrange"']I have to start out saying, I'm not one for melodrama. Shit happens to everyone, everyday, everywhere. But honestly, this week has just grabbed me by the balls and thrown me into a brick wall. Btw, this is going to be hella tl;dr, but whatever. Well, my first and only dog, who was 11 years old, had been suffering from very serious arthritis for several months now. It had gotten to the point where her quality of life was severely degraded, and it was painful to see it. Monday night I came home from work to see her stuck in the grass, while the auto-sprinklers were on at full blast, completely soaked and freezing. I quickly shut off the sprinklers, picked her up and dried her off. She was shivering, and in pain for about an hour after that. It brought tears to my eyes to see a dog that less than a year ago was one of the healthiest, most active dogs on the block, fall to this level. Obviously, I had to do the proper thing, making her go on in that amount of pain is downright cruel, and temporarily extending her life through costly surgeries is unreasonable and selfish. On Tuesday I brought her to one of the most expensive vets I have ever set foot in. We spent some time together, and I was there at her side as the shots were administered. She's definitely better off now, and that's just the way it is. As George Harrison once said, all things must pass. Well anyways... Yesterday, I get off work, go to my car and reach for my pipe... It's not where I left it, nor is my bud. Now mind you, I had just picked up a half O of some Blue Cheese, and was about to light a bowl in memory of my dog and all the good times we had... My car had been broken into; all of my weed, and my pipe had been stolen. This normally wouldn't have made me all that upset, but honestly, having this happen to me within 24 hours of having to put down my best friend of 11 years, just killed something inside of me. I bawled, honestly bawled for longer than I'd like to admit. I know, this isn't the end of the world, or really much of anything out of the ordinary. But I have to say, to me, this week has really put a strain on me... Enough to make a long ass post on Grasscity, that is... [/quote] Do you live in ventura or oakview in south CA? If so this may be a crazy coincidence
Cheer up dude, you made the right decision for your dog... Definitely heartbreaking to come home and see your dog like that, but you really did make an unselfish and good choice... I know this won't replace your old dog, but maybe take a month or two to grieve and then maybe try and get a new dog? Idk man, just hang in there, it'll get better
I hope the best for you man I really do. Time will outlast the pain and you will have something to look forward to again in your future. Just by reading your post I can tell that you are a good person with a good heart. Try to stay positive but keep your dog in your memories and cherish those memories because someday they will bring you joy. Good luck man.
I know the pain, putting down an animal is one of the hardest things to go through. I said a prayer for her. Live a good life in her memory, its all you can do.