Back in November my old man Thunder ruptured a cruciate ligament in his rear leg. Being 14 yrs old and already arthritic I started looking for alternative solutions to surgery. Was going to get a specially designed knee brace when his ultrasound showed a splenic tumor. Wrestled with the agonizing decision of whether to operate or not. The cruciate repair had now become irrelevant. After much internal struggling we decided to proceed with the splenic surgery. He would assuredly die w/o surgery, and it was a possibility he would die with surgery. So we decided we would do all we could to give him a chance. He did wonderfully during the surgery but his post op experience was rough. Now, almost 2 months post surgery he has been diagnosed with Diabetes Insipidus. He is currently on meds for that and he is doing wonderfully. I am happy we did what we did for him because he is doing great now.
Unfortunately we will be losing an old dear family member on Monday. Salty, a dog we rescued 7 years ago at the age of 9 was diagnosed with stage 4 Lymphoma last week. This has devastated us beyond words. She has been such an awesome part of our lives and is going to leave a huge hole. She has rapidly declined in this last week. She no longer has the feistiness in her that I believe was the reason she's lived 16 years. She will only eat what we cook for her now and she is becoming even fussy with that. She has brought so much to our lives that the best thing we can do for her now is let her go so she is no longer in any discomfort. We owe her that much even though it is the hardest thing to do.
I have heard people time and again say they will never get pets again because it is just too hard to lose them. I can totally understand that as right now my heart is completely shattered. But then I think of all the things each of my pets has brought to me, all the things each one has taught me, and I am so blessed to have had them in my life. I just hope they know on some level just how much they mean to me.