Kippur lost his battle today with whatever it was that was causing all his neurological signs. His family and I hoped it was only vestibular disease, being that that was the lesser of the evils it could have been. Watching him daily, my nagging gut feeling was that it wasn't that "simple". But then Tuesday he started walking better, had lost that "in a fog" look to his eyes, and had responded to me calling his name. I had a glimmer of hope that maybe their vet was right and he would recover. Tuesday night they gave him a vet prescribed sedative to help him not be so restless at night and allow him to sleep. By yesterday afternoon they were still concerned because he had not pulled out of the sedative so I went over to see him. What I saw was not a sedative reaction and confirmed my darkest fear. I had them rush him to their vet. I helped them load him into the car which was no easy task and took 3 of us to do. Their vet sent them immediately to the emergency and referral center. They said he perked up a bit when they got their and was able to walk around a little. They scheduled him a neuro consult for this morning and left him there to be monitored. Last nights phone call to the ER vet again gave me a tiny bit of hope that whatever he was battling could be overcome. They had given him some drugs which made him feel good enough to sit up and even eat some food.
The neuro dr. called them this morning after she finished her evaluation. Her diagnosis was either menningitis or a brain tumor. The tumor was what I had been both suspecting and fearing all along. At 11:43 this morning, Kippur was sent to Heaven to do what he loved to do best, besides playing with Scout, to chase kitties, swim in the lake, and run around in God's backyard.
To say that his family is devastated is an understatement. To describe how I feel, there are no words. I couldn't have loved Kippur more if he were my own. My husband gave him his last grooming on Tuesday so Kippur is going to be the handsomest dog entering Heaven today. Scout does not know yet. I had wanted to bring her over there several times during the week to give her a chance to know what was happening but I didn't want it to affect Kip adversely so I left her home. She is going to be heartbroken.
The great effort by all to save Kippur is a testament to what guardianship and care for our beloved pets should be. I feel certain Kippur knew everyone was trying to help him. Now that he has passed on and been made whole again he is free to play and have fun as he waits for his friends and family who will surely cross the bridge one day. The wonderful pictures you posted could be captioned “ Best Friends always “ . Hold fast in your heart the memories of Kip at play with family , Grandparents and especially Scout .
Kippurs mom had a dream about Kippur a few nights back. She was in the dream and somehow opened a portal and out came kippur looking vibrant and happy. Behind Kippur another dog came out and she said it was my pyrenees Princess that crossed over several years ago. She said Princess was happy and able to walk again with only a slight limp. Of course that just started both of us bawling all over again. But it made me happy to know that the two of them are together up there and doing well.
Now I am trying to help her find another golden puppy. There are a lot of breeders here in NJ but not many decent ones.
It is always so heartwrenching to lose one's beloved pet but we have to confront the fact that we are all here on borrowed time and unfortunately we do lose our pets way too soon. He was given the best of care and for that he was blessed; I am sure he has had a lifetime of love and he would have know and felt the love. Be proud and find solace in the knowledge that you were there for him every step of the way.
My neighor got a new puppy yesterday. We are leaving soon to go shopping for him. they weren't expecting to come home with a pup yesterday so they don't have some things they need for him. He is very cute as all golden pups are.
Thanks you guys. They've since gotten a new pup and named him Kippur as well. He's an adorable little guy but it's just not the same. Scout used to literally drag me next door to visit her buddy. Seriously drag me to the point where I'd have to drop the leash because I just couldn't hang on. It's not like that anymore. I still get all emotional over it