I’m not that strong.

I wonder how people who have been diagnosed with a terminal illness feel. How their family feels. As humans we live a long time – a very long time. So when we die young, in the middle of our youth or at the age of 40, it is shocking, surprising, and intensly painful to the people around them.

Please, don’t take offense to what is about to come, because really, I’ve been in near tears all day.

I have come to the realization that my dog is going to die. Not this week, or this month. But maybe next year, or the year after that. And no matter what I do – dogs don’t live as long as humans. G-dog is 14 years old. That’s archaic for a dog. I mean, technically – she is a “geriatric dog.” Umm… what? Now that she’s starting to show her age I feel like a death sentence has been placed on her head, and all I can do now is watch, and wait.

I’m ridiculously attached to this dog. I try to tell myself that I could have her put down in the morning, and then go to class that afternoon – but lets be honest. I cried taking her to the vet today because she had a highly uncharacteristic potty accident last night. Yeah – I’m a wimp. Gretel has seen me through so many hard times, and she gives me so much love when I need it. I’ll probably cry for days. And I mean days.

I guess I can just hope it is years away, and not sooner.

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5 Comments

  1. Our pets love us so fully, asking for so little in return. A pet can be our closest most trustworthy friend. I hope things get easier for you.

  2. I hope Gretel feels better. It is very difficult to watch one of your best friends get old. When I was growing up, none of our dogs lived past the age of 8 =(

    1. I guess I'm pretty lucky. We've only had her for 8 years though, since we adopted her when I was in high school. 🙂

  3. I just found your blog, somehow, by wandering around the blog world. I am the proud owner of a mutt, and his name is Lucky, and he's 12 years old. I hope he lives at least 3 more years, but I have learned to make every day count with my doggy.

    4 1/2 years ago my dachshund, Skoshi, passed after being diagnosed with cancer (a tumor in his stomach). I only had 48 hrs after the diagnosis before putting him to sleep – he was so miserable – it was the right thing to do. But so hard. I am praying that you have lots more time with your sweetie, and that you take lots of photos and remember it all with a smile through the tears.

    Our dogs are so loving and so grateful for all we give them – it's only fitting that we love them back many times over, and that we feel very blessed to have them.

    Question – if the meds have steroids in them, it's possible the peeing situation will not get better? but your vet would know that.

    God bless,

    Susan (living in Zurich, Switzerland)

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