Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Horse-Dog Jake: 1999-2011



His hips have been bad for years (a problem dogs his size are prone to), but in the last few months, it's been getting harder and harder for him to stand up, or even go up one step without falling down.

He had good days and bad days, but it was pretty obvious that soon it would be nothing but bad days, and I didn't want to watch him have to go through that. Better to go out with a little bit of his dignity intact.

I thought I was handling it fine, then I noticed all those nose-prints he left on the patio's sliding glass door, and thought about cleaning them off. For the last time.

I thought the hard part was going to be self-doubt & second-guessing over the timing of my decision - should I maybe have let him have some more of those good days?

Turns out the hard part is that I just miss having him around.

28 comments:

  1. **hugs** I've been there. It hurts.

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  2. Sorry, man. I'm gonna be in the same situation in a few years. Just thinking about it turns me into a wreck.

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  3. I'm sorry you had to do it, I know how hard it is making that decision.

    We both know it's for the best, but damn, it still hurts.

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  4. Guess it was a tough week for you Harvey. Doing the hardest things and feeling loss shows you are a man, and a good man. Lets us know what a lucky dog Jake was.

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  5. So sorry for your loss, Harvey.

    Jake was a lucky dog.

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  6. Sorry for your loss Harvey. I went through this about five years ago. I still miss him.

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  7. Sorry for your loss. And it is a real loss. As long as he is in your memories, he's still around.
    I can also tell you that I have been fortunate to perform many humane euthanasias during my time as a practicing veterinarian. It is common for folks to second guess whether the time was right, or if there were more good days they could have had with their pet if they put it off.
    After some time passes, in my experience, all owners report that either they had the timing right, or in some cases, they waited too long. Sounds to me like you did right by your friend.

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  8. I remember the name of every dog I've ever owned. They get to be like family. It's never easy to say good bye.

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  9. Condolences, Harvey. Seriously. We really do love 'em, don't we?

    One lucky dog to have a pal that loved him.

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  10. Dude, I'm really sorry for your loss. I had to make the same decision three times last year. Saying it was sucky is an understatement. But part of the pact that we make with our furry family members is that we will not let them suffer.

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  11. I am so sorry Harvey. It's so hard to see them go like that. {{{HUGS}}} Sorry I'm a few days late - I seem to be that way lately.

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  12. I am sad for you feeling sadness.

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  13. I'm so sorry, Harvey. I know how you loved him. And I always loved the name you had for him... Jake was a good dog.

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  14. Rachel Lucas has a message for all of us, go there and remember that the joy and laughter and plain old goofing around with pets ... well, you'll see.

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  15. Got a link for Rachel's piece?

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  16. I thought the hard part was going to be self-doubt & second-guessing over the timing of my decision - should I maybe have let him have some more of those good days?


    Aw, shit, this is exactly how my Bart went, and exactly what I asked myself over and over for a long time. You let him go with dignity. Don't beat yourself up about it, trust me. I am certain hou picked the right time for HIM. Maybe not you, but for HIM.

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  17. Ditto what Erinyes said...but you'll still feel the loss...hugs and prayers.

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  18. Sorry about that Harvey (I thought everyone knew who Rachel is in the blogger universe) but her site is rachellucas.com. I'm such a technophobe and a clutz I never bothered to learn the link the post thing. Searches for the name have a bunch, even an eighteen year old raccoon. She is by the way an ex Yank that has moved to Europe.

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  19. I know of her, and I found the site, but I couldn't find which post you were talking about

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  20. Oh, Hell! I've been having Internet troubles and just learned of your loss. Harv, I know you don't believe people have an afterlife but I know damned well dogs do. I've had dogs all my life and those that have gone over to the other side still visit me in my sleep. I know it when it happens, those are the days I wake up smiling.

    Go and get you a new furkid. Soon.

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  21. Pete - worst part is, we just lost our other dog a couple months ago to a heart attack (she was 17, and it wasn't her first, so not quite as tough on us).

    Funny thing is, yeah, I've dreamed about both dogs since, and they were both doing what they loved. Bandit was fetching tennis balls, and Jake was hunting woodchucks (yes, that ponderous clod has caught 4 that I know of - if you're a woodchuck that Jake can catch, you deserve to be taken out of the gene pool for the good of the species.)

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  22. Dude. This sucks. Been a long while since I had to do the same, but this just tore me up.

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  23. I just now saw this. So very sorry for your lss. Sometimes I think we love our dogs more than our children -- children grow up and get all independent and junk, but our dogs always need us and are always happy to see us. I'm glad yours have visited. You're a kind and caring friend.

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  24. I just now saw this. So very sorry for your lss. Sometimes I think we love our dogs more than our children -- children grow up and get all independent and junk, but our dogs always need us and are always happy to see us. I'm glad yours have visited. You're a kind and caring friend.

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  25. All dogs go to Heaven...God Speed Jake

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