So sorry to share that I had to help my dog, Louie, onto the rainbow bridge today unexpectedly. This morning we woke up as we usually do on weekend mornings. Louie and I remaining in bed after Mike gets up. Louie moves in on Mike’s space and uses Mike’s piillow. When he sees that I am stirring, Louie rolls over on his back asking for a belly rub. He got his morning belly rub this morning…and for some reason I emphasized and told him this morning that I would love him forever. “Forever”, I said it out loud.
I went to get ready in the shower and all seemed as it has for so many days before this. After I got ready, I fed Louie. He ate like he normally does and even did his usual business outside. He then went and lay on his bed in the front room. When it came time for me to take him out for our morning walk, he wouldn’t get up off the bed. Not even for a treat…highly unLouie-like. I went and sat by him and rubbed him. His breathing was a little quick, his ears were droopy and his eyes were sad. I petted him for awhile. He just laid on his bed.
We decided to make a quick run to the grocery store. We always put a treat on the carpet in front of the fireplace when leaving. I had read to do that oh so long ago when Louie came to our home. It was suppose to not make the dog sad that you were leaving. Louie did not get up excitedly to get the treat like he usually does. He just laid on his bed. When we came back a short time later and the treat was still laying on the rug, I knew something seriously was wrong.
I petted him some more and asked him to tell me what was wrong and what to do. I decided to take him to the emergency vet. He wouldn’t get up and walk when I put the leash on so we dragged his bed towards the door. This is a 70 lb dog and not easy to get him to move when he does not want to move. I took him towards the car and had a little glimmer of hope when he walked around a bit to find a good place to pee. However, he wouldn’t walk back to the car and we tried putting him on the blanket and dragging it to the car. He walked a bit and I lifted him in.
Tears all the way to the vets. When we got there he would walk just inside the door but then no further. I could tell from when they checked his gums that things were serious. They brought him in back on a cart that they had to lift him on. When they came back and took me to a little room, the news was not good. His belly was full of blood. His heart was surrounded with fluid…likely blood, too. The diagnosis was that he had some sort of tumor (can’t remember the medical jargon but I remember sarcoma – which isn’t good). The tumor had burst inside him and filled him with blood. Surgery was a remote option and not really recommended. He was too sick to even take home for a bit. It was time to say goodbye.
The staff at WVRC in waukesha was wonderful. I could have as much time with him as I wanted. They brought him to me on his little cart. I sang him the Louie sang that I sing to him (not very well mind you). I reminded him of all our wonderful times together – training classes, agility classes, vacations, therapy dog visits, quiet times together, and walks…we went on SO many walks…in the neighborhood, in the county parks, in the state parks, all across this state from North to West, South to East. I told him how much I would love him…FOREVER. I told him how much his papa Mike loved him. Louie mostly laid there. He looked me in the eyes a few times. I cried on him to the point where his fur was wet. I kissed him. I hugged him. I told him again how much I loved him. He was a little anxious looking around at the noises outside our room occasionally. He laid his head on my arm that I had around him. I hugged him and kissed him some more. And I knew it was time to let him be peaceful.
He laid his head on his paws. It was a peaceful and very sad goodbye. I hugged him and kissed him some more.
We had a WONDERFUl but always too short time together. I learned how to be a better dog owner with him. He enjoyed doggy day care, learning tricks, agility classes, therapy dog work and walks…especially our walks. He hated riding in the car but LOVED walking in the park. LOVED to be out in the woods with us. I have many, many good memories to help me when I look around and see he isn’t here in the days ahead. I love you Louie. I will always love you. You will be a part of me and you made me a better person for having had you as part of my life. I love you Louie.