My dog is doing very poorly
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I'm so sorry about this situation Mariama. It's so hard to see our furry ones suffering. I am thinking of you and your puppy. It sounds like this part of her life with you has been the best part she's had. Focus on that. It might help to just do some quiet EE or just POTS beside her. The more calm you are-perhaps the more calm she will be. I know it isn't easy. 
Keep us posted.
Keep us posted.
Thank you so much all of you for your sweet words and hugs.
Safi passed away in the very early hours of yesterday morning. It all went very quickly after I heeded Laura's advice. I basically dropped everything and spent a lot of time sitting beside her and petting her while saying POTS aloud over and over again. She blinked a couple of times while I was doing POTS, I also asked DCM to help her while she was still alive and I asked for a peaceful transition. It was very hard to watch her go through this.
She spent a lot of time outdoors during her last days and I think she must have felt very comforted somehow. Whenever she was outside our only chicken was by her side.
I spoke to the vet and an animal therapist a number of times who provided a lot of support by phone. The vet came round again to give her some drops after I had rung her asking for some relief for Safi.
She stopped eating and drinking Wednesday afternoon and after having spent a few hours outdoors with her chicken friend she came indoors where I sat with her, petting her, doing POTS and expressing my gratitude. I felt very calm and strong. Her legs didn't support her any more, but with her last bit of strength she got up once more and walked into the living room, stood over her bowl, walked to her spot and fell to the floor on her cushion. It was as if she dropped herself (don't know how to say it), and she was lying in a strange position. By that time she was unaware of her surroundings. I sat beside her until midnight and petted her and started doing POTS, but I stopped, because it didn't feel right any more, got up and went to bed. I went to check on her at four in the morning and she had gone.
I felt so guilty afterwards for leaving her, but my eldest son said that she had wanted to die alone and when I discussed my feelings of guilt with the vet she told me the same thing. I can only say that I did not use my conscious mind during my last moments with her. I acted more like a dog, I acted on instinct perhaps.
Although this past week was hard and very sad it was also one of the most intimate events I have ever experienced, for which I am truly grateful. I have learnt a lot about life, suffering, death, loyalty and love during this past week.
Here are two pics of Safi during her last hours with her chicken friend (I hope).
Safi passed away in the very early hours of yesterday morning. It all went very quickly after I heeded Laura's advice. I basically dropped everything and spent a lot of time sitting beside her and petting her while saying POTS aloud over and over again. She blinked a couple of times while I was doing POTS, I also asked DCM to help her while she was still alive and I asked for a peaceful transition. It was very hard to watch her go through this.
She spent a lot of time outdoors during her last days and I think she must have felt very comforted somehow. Whenever she was outside our only chicken was by her side.
I spoke to the vet and an animal therapist a number of times who provided a lot of support by phone. The vet came round again to give her some drops after I had rung her asking for some relief for Safi.
She stopped eating and drinking Wednesday afternoon and after having spent a few hours outdoors with her chicken friend she came indoors where I sat with her, petting her, doing POTS and expressing my gratitude. I felt very calm and strong. Her legs didn't support her any more, but with her last bit of strength she got up once more and walked into the living room, stood over her bowl, walked to her spot and fell to the floor on her cushion. It was as if she dropped herself (don't know how to say it), and she was lying in a strange position. By that time she was unaware of her surroundings. I sat beside her until midnight and petted her and started doing POTS, but I stopped, because it didn't feel right any more, got up and went to bed. I went to check on her at four in the morning and she had gone.
I felt so guilty afterwards for leaving her, but my eldest son said that she had wanted to die alone and when I discussed my feelings of guilt with the vet she told me the same thing. I can only say that I did not use my conscious mind during my last moments with her. I acted more like a dog, I acted on instinct perhaps.
Although this past week was hard and very sad it was also one of the most intimate events I have ever experienced, for which I am truly grateful. I have learnt a lot about life, suffering, death, loyalty and love during this past week.
Here are two pics of Safi during her last hours with her chicken friend (I hope).
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It's almost exactly like Sebastian's passing. I think that when you are with them, they keep hanging on for you and only when you leave them can they transit quickly and easily.
Sweet doggums! It's so hard when they go, but they give their all to us while they are here: unconditionally.
Sweet doggums! It's so hard when they go, but they give their all to us while they are here: unconditionally.
