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Buffy May 14, 2013

We’ve been medicating Miss Buffy for the past 2 months trying to make her kidneys continue to work, but it has become futile.  Over the weekend (and the end of last week after she was released from the hospital to go home) she has begun to experience ever-increasing pain.  We gave her one prescription pain medication which did not help.  Then we gave her the narcotic prescription pain reliever and it didn’t help either.  By this morning she was sitting on the floor shivering, refusing to eat or even go out the pet door to potty.  I rushed her to the vet and they just called me with results.

Every lab value was in the red.  This time we won’t be able to bring her back.  We can’t make it better, make her feel better or happy or loved anymore.  They are giving her IV meds which will perk her up temporarily but as soon as they stop she will go back into extreme distress.  The only recourse is to euthanize her and put her out of her misery.  There ought to be a better option!!!!!!!!  Such a sweet, lovable little dog shouldn’t have to go through this.  All she’s ever done is love and be loved.  She rarely even makes a sound.  Just wants her ears scratched and her belly rubbed, to sit in your lap and be talked to sweetly.  Instead now the decisions are when to pull the plug and do we want her cremated or to bring her home to bury.  These decisions will have to be made by her owner who right now is having chest pains and has been given nitroglycerin to combat the side effects of his own grief.

I look at my furbabies and I’m so happy they’re okay.  They don’t understand the sobbing noise.  Gypsy and Zoe have smelled my face to see where it’s coming from.  Gypsy licked away the tears; she is upset because she doesn’t understand what is going on.  I’ve assured her that Mom is okay but she’s still watching me closely to see if I’ll make those noises again…and I probably will.

In the car on the way to the vet this morning I remember holding Buffy close to me and telling her she was Mama’s baby because her human mama passed away a few months ago and I’ve been the only mama she’s had since then.  She snuggled her little nose into the crook of my elbow and let me snuggle her all the way to Friendswood which is 17 miles from us.  Most of the way her little body was trembling in pain.  I couldn’t get her there fast enough but now I wish I’d had more time to tell her that I loved her, to scratch her ears and rub her belly.