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Valia, hold her in your arms. Whisper to her that you now give her the power. Let her decide. Let her control and let you know when she is ready. And although it will be so painful, let her go, let her tell you. You don’t need to tell her how much you love her. She knows that and when the moment comes, she will go in peace.
I love this response, it is exactly the right thing to do.
The worst part of having them is that we can’t have them forever 😔 the loss is devastating, and you are not crazy. Remember to be kind to yourself when you need it ❤️
There is something worse than the fact that dogs usually die before us, in my opinon. Valia said it. Her dog looks at her as if to say "Mommy, fix it". The dog, just like a small child, does not grasp the concept of death but you do. There is no Charlotte's web moment, the dog does not come to you and say "It's okay, I had a good life. I am ready for the Great Beyond". My dog also pretended to be fine in front of me, in front of the vet. That's how she was genetically wired. I agonised over it, asking myself "Is it time yet? How much pain is she actually in?". And on that last vet visit my dog was as afraid of the vet as she had always been. Looking at me. Thinking I would fix it. I could not. It wasn't a betrayal but it felt like it.
I love your story telling ❣️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🇺🇸 Thank you and God bless you
Beautifully said, thank you. When the fear begins to creep in, I remember I can just pour my love onto my beloved pet.
I send you strengh
I send you a piece of mine
I send you love
I share your pain
Peace ,God bless her...
Kind Person, bless you Xxx
Sending 💜💜💜 from across the ocean. 🐕
She's an angel. Love and take care of her as you've always did. She Will be forever with you anyway.♥️
I believe in Angels like you, animals are Angels here on earth and in Heaven.🤗❤
I know this feeling so well. Praying for you ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
She's your baby, I know how you feel. I 💘my doggie a lot too.
Dear Valia - I can relate so much. It's a lot. 💔 Watching their bodies getting weak is beyond sad but we may not forget, that the connection between their souls and ours will not vanish. It will stay forever. 💕
I believe you are going through pre grief. The important thing is you love her and she loves you. You are a wonderful mom; try to be kind to yourself as well.
Been there.😔
Wishes 🌠 of STRENGTH 💪 & much love 💞 at this time.😢
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Been there too😔.
My life flew past me in 21:28 minutes. You summed up what life is all about...survival..pure survival! In the moments when we feel we loose control, we want to fix everything! And when we can't, it is like someone punched you in the gut, you can't breathe, you can't see because the tears are causing you to go blind. Survival..let me live another day!
This is true for humans. But, as one of the greatest vets I ever met said to me, animals don't count days. They sure want to live, but they don't care how old they are and how long they lived. They just want to live a harmless painless good life. This is the only thing that matters. And if they can't have it because of the pain and the illness and problems, they don't have a good life anymore. And that is the time we, as their humans and mom's and dad's have the responsibility to don't let them suffer anymore.
When there is no hope but a sweet goodnight may you have the strength. I have not been able to get over my last Coco. All I can do is picture her joyous running through the fields and cry, now and always 💗🐕
Sweetheart, be kind to yourself and to Laura ❤️
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This is so sad, I know how you feel. But the most important thing thing is, you gave her a wonderful life and you gave her all your love. There is nothing more you can do. I wish all the animals would have such a wonderful life as your dogs and cats. Wish you and your animals all the best and all the luck. God bless you all 🙏🙏❤️❤️🐕🐈🐕🐈🍀🍀👍👍💕💕
I am sorry Valia, that's the saddest part is when they get sick without warning without any complaints!! She has been with you for 13 years, and all her health issues, she'll know when it's time to leave!! We give all of us for our animals, and that's what we do, many blessings to this precious and to you also Valia!! USA!!💔
She'll always be there. 💗
How do you do this?
Another video essay that resonated with me to the core of my soul. You have a way of putting into words all the emotions, thoughts and feelings.
The crazy and the sane moments we feel with our voiceless companions.
When the fixing becomes more difficult, I can relate to that. I know it.
I can't say anymore because I would sound like a lecture and besides though the story is the same everyone's details and circumstances are different.
But I will say do as much as you can and make it fun. They cope more than you think.
Us? No. We don't cope as well.
When the walking gets hard, get a trolley. When she can't go to places, bring the places to her. Have fun, they sense sadness and somehow know they are the reason for it.
It's always a journey , we know how it ends, but we can't let the ending overshadow the whole.
Dogs don't. It's their wisdom.
Anyway I have a new rescue now, a hopeless case of abuse. A fearful boy, a biter and a barker, one for the statistics if the dog pound had it's way.
Raise your voice, a loud laugh.... straight under the bed he went. Strangled himself on a lease. Would hang off peeing for hours because his last owner beat him as a puppy, when he wet the floor.
Had no idea what toys were, would cower when you looked at him and raised your hand.
And he's a big dog. A big broken one year old dog.
But his eyes! When I first saw him, he just gazed at me. Reserved, uncertain, curious with a faint hope. His tail did not budge though. He wasn't a happy dog.
I demanded him, an unadoptable on the death list. The first week was impossible.
The first months were hard.
I had to break him from fear and anxiety, it took quite a while! 18 months.
We made friends eventually. Progress came in a rush.
He realised I could fix it. He clung to that concept like he did to me.
We emerged from the clingy stage intact, everywhere i went he was right behind me. When I'm near, the fears evaporated, then the realisation i didn't have to be close to keep the fears at bay.
Then independence emerging, also the realisation that other dogs are fun and not scary. That swallows are meant to be chased but chickens... not so much.
I won't adopt him, I want to but he needs space. Where he can bark and howl out in the fields , not in a courtyard. And he has a place waiting.
His new dad lives out in the country, a place he loves. It's one of those adoptions that has taken weeks, a weekend here, a day there and finally a new home.
The first attempt he was not ready. he had a wonderful afternoon but then...
Then I left and he went under the sofa, whimpered all night. He howled with desolation. His new dad was distraught but couldn't get him out to drive him back to my place.
I picked him up the next day, he fervently licked my hands, nibbled them whining. His tail was like a helicopter.
I couldn't let all his progress disappear, fortunately there was no lasting damage.
It was too soon for adoption. But new dad is patient and understanding, to the point I stay the weekends too to help with the transition. It won't be long, he'll be gone from my life.
And I'll cry.
Another journey, It's always a journey. We know how it ends, but we can't let the ending overshadow the whole.
wow, I thought Valia's words were tough to take, you can be proud, neck in neck.
you have no idea how much I appreciate what you're doing for this dog, dogs in general.
You are definitely not crazy. I still look for 2 of my cats when it's feeding time. I always feel that something is missing. They take a place in our hearts and in our lives that stays with us always.
I know how you feel....loving her endlessly, sometimes being afraid of making the wrong decision, hoping she does not suffer from pain and so on... but be sure she knows that you love her from the bottom of your heart and that you will do right if it will be the time for it! be confident in yourself ! sending you a big hug 💛🍀
Stay strong Valia!!🙏⚘
Valia, all I can say is what I said last time cherish her. She feels your saddest as deeply as she feels her physical pain. A relationship between momma and fur baby, is you make fur baby happy, they will make you happy when your sad. Dogs are so smart, so untune with their humans they love and trust the most. Laura wants so much to make you happy too, to fix your heartbreak and fear. I remember when I got the shock my dog had cancer in his brain stem, he had only hours, I begged for anything, the very gave me 10 lovely days, sadly I blew 2 off them because I cried the last 2 days knowing what was coming, that the appointment had been set, the vet was coming to our home where our well my boy felt the safest in the entire world. I blew it when he was leaving this world because I laid down next to him like I often did and I cried until his final heart beat, and they the tears I keep telling him I love him and he was always a good boy. Please Valia just cherish her. I'm not sure how many more close calls you will have or even when you'll know it's time. For now keep looking in those deep brown eyes and simply breath in Laura, be calm, try not to let her feel your moods, that's the hardest part in all of this with elderly dogs, because they feel as helpless as well so. So I will wish you the best, to stay positive, stay strong. Sending you hugs and even a few tears too. Hang in there just focus on your fur babies and those that love you. ❤🐾❤🐾❤🙏
Valia, I'm so sorry for your pain. I wish the best for you and Lara. My thoughts are with you and your little girl.
You can just love them and be greatful for the time we get with them. Every minute is precious. I feel your pain and it can brake you if you let it please don't let it Laura wouldn't want that. They love us to much for us to be in pain..Laura is your heart dog. ❤
Excellent video Valia, my heart hurts for you and her. God bless you both.
Loosing control is what life is all about..... Your beloved pet, yourself, and each and everyone you love.... All of us loose control as our, or their, health is deterioating, failing. There are NO quick fix, NO vet or doctor have this magic to fix anything. All of us are getting older, worn out, betrayed..... Laura needs your care, the comfort you give her, but most of all your love, for the rest of her life.... NO one or nothing in this world could protect you from the broken heart, anguish, pain you will feel when you loose your loved one.... God Bless Laura, please protect her from pain and suffering.....
She's 🐾🐕 beautiful and knows how much you love her and always there with her 😊 ❤💖✌ CALI🌴
I remember my first cat Stripes who make me love cats and animal so much more. I watch him like a hawk like you are. I talk to him retelling past memory and telling him I love him. That it is ok to pass. I remember screaming and cry after him pass. We love dogs and cats, we are bless to have they in our lives. It is it easy, but it has not stop me from adopting more cats. The happy moments and sad, I am so blessed they are in my life. God bless you.
It is so sad, that they have to go...sometimes...we can't change it, it is so sad...but we can give them so much love, but it is and will be sad
So many things rushed through my mind as I watched this, and as the tears rushed down my cheeks, all I can say is,- I understand.... *hugs* ❤️
Hello Valia. I wonder if you've ever read a beautiful poem written by an unknown dog lover, to which later was discovered to be, Beth Norman Harris. It's called "A Dogs Plea". It's been around for ages. Read it and I hope it brings you some bittersweet comfort. Stay well, God bless you. Love from Texas.
It's very difficult for those Who love animals...... when this time comes..... We all gonna meet in heaven....be strong!!
I lost my souldog once and was devistatet, i know how it feels, but then i read a lot and now i know that dogs are not affraid of death, because they know that there is more, a new and better place, and that they come back, a new incarnation. And in the momnent my time comes i think about my dog, it will be there when i go over to the next level. That tought is a great relife and i belive in it. Best wishes for you and your sweet Laura.
So sorry for your loss. She knew how much you loved her. This beautiful baby is at peace and you will see her again one day.
As my little girl approaches her time. I understand,and my heart aches for both of us
Laura ❤️ All you can do is love her ❤️ When it is time, it is time. She will always be loved, and the spirit never dies.
We are all just passing thru.. the only meaning to life is love.. that's it.. and that's all. Thanks for this video
The ultimate truth 🙏
Oh Valia. I have been through this very recently with our cat. She passed away on 5 May, aged 20, of cancer. I recognise everything you say. And yes, you should make the decision when it is time. How and when it happens. You will know and you will be as brave as you can be. All you can do is be with her for the remainder of her life and love her. No guilt, no what if, no did I do the right thing. It wont help. Be strong for her and for yourself. Thinking of you ❤
Thank you ♥️
I lost my white rescue persian cat back in 2000 the pain is still real the loss hurts. My love to you and your animals 💖💖💖
Stay strong these couple of years have been some form of hell, when the time comes you will know and make the right choice ...
Thanks so much for sharing your great deep love for your sweet "old lady", God bless you both and your other 2 dogs and all animals you help and care for with your lovely soul, VALIA ... greetings from Germany, Pat
I thought I’d run out of fixes a month ago and spent a long night with my 21 yo cat immobilised and incontinent lying on my chest, telling her over and over again that I was sorry. We’ve had a reprieve and I’ve had some time to obsess over my prospective survivor’s guilt. Maybe my fixation on her avoiding any suffering is projection. I know she’s a more resilient animal than I am. I wish she could tell me what she’s willing to endure to stay with me... not sure she conceives of us as separate beings so it would be a hell of a conversation.
Dogs in General:
If we look at popular pet dog breeds, that life expectancy is worse now than it was 100 years ago. We have bred into them so many diseases and genetic problems and unnatural gaits and body shapes that not only do they have shorter life expectancy, they also have a much lower life quality as a whole than dogs of the same breed only a few tens of years ago. Unbelievably, there are now breeds who are unsuitable for the most basic canine activities, like natural reproduction and running and jumping.
Breading brings Consiquence.
At the same time, some more Pure breed's can live Longer with Healthy diet and Comfortable living. But the food by Products and Dry, Chemical foods Causes issues in their life Span.
2 of the Longest : Bluey (7 June 1910 - 14 November 1939) was a female Australian cattle dog owned by Les and Esma Hall of Rochester, Victoria, Australia. According to Guinness World Records, Bluey lived 29 years, 5 months and is the oldest dog ever verified. Chilla", a Labrador Retriever and Australian Cattle Dog mix, reported to have lived to the age of 32 years and 12 days
Regardless of what you have ? You should always keep the best for them. And Love them as they are not to Blame for Men's Pleasure.
Our babies are on loan to us for such a short time that we love them unconditionally. Sadly & heartbreaking it’s only for their life not ours. 😥💔😥💔. We learn to open our hearts again and it’s thanks to our love which is never ending even when they are gone to the rainbow bridge 🌈🌈🌈. Take heart knowing your never alone.
We know when it’s their time they tell us in their little sweet and loving way
Stay strong Viola
You always make me cry with your posts 💔😥💔😥❤️❤️❤️❤️ but also love 💕
Hi, you will know, when she is ready to go. 💖 That helps her.
Stay with her.💜 Hugs
Dearest Valia
You manage to make us cry every time with your words coming from the heart and narrated in the best way possible no matter what the contents are. Profit from every second you still have with your fur baby.every stage of their lives is amazing surely it’s bittersweet to see them age. We appreciate every word you narrate specially when it’s related to mental health. Your singing to your fur baby in the end made me just sob.
YES, me too.
Thank you, I just lost my 10 yr old 145 lb Great Dane to terminal cancer. I wasn’t at his side I was in hospital for 4 days and he passed on 2nd day. My 2 grandsons took him to Vet for cremation as arranged. He will be buried soon in flower bed where he ate my 11 beautiful Azaleas, 2 1/2 ft high plants, shortly after he turned 1. They are supposed to be deadly to dogs but he seemed to thrive on them. He will be my final dog due to my age and health. I will not leave 1 behind, I have elderly cats who may survive me but my grandsons have promised to care for them. My grandson’s mother, my beautiful daughter passed several years ago and their dad before they knew him. I have loved and still do love them and hate to leave but they are adults now and will be fine, they will inherit this paid for home and everything in it. I wish I had your way with words but please know that everything you said, I did,(except sing) I’m sure Jax, my dog would have howled like a wolf if I’d tried that. I hope you know what a comfort you are to this American so far away.
The end of life’s journey is rarely pleasant; the days leading up to that event…. Less pleasant. I believe all you can do is to be with your loved one as much as possible - to the end. Words of sorrow may be spoken but cannot replace the unspoken comfort of staring into your loved ones eyes the way they often do….. and they will know your sorrow. It is part of the unwritten script we unknowingly subscribe to as we fall in love. You do whatever you can and take your memories of them with you until it becomes your time. 💔
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Valia this story resonates with me more than you’ll ever know. I have my dog he is a senior also 15 years old so I definitely can relate. I have often thought about what would it would be like without him in my life and it brings tears to my eyes as it is right now. They ship out a piece of our hearts which will be forever dares! God bless youAnd your babies
As I always say, after all the struggle, the fight, the fixing again and again and again, this is the last way to show them our love. To help them to make the final step, when nothing helps, when the comfort is gone and life is only pain and gets so devasting. This is for sure the hardest moment after all the wonderful years we had together. But this is the only way not to let them suffer, not to let them feel the pain when there is no cure any more. I had to go this last step about 5 times. And it was hard. It Borke me apart, every single time. It was so unbelievable painful that I needed weeks or even months to somehow get over it (even when you never get over it exactly, never). The way that they go peacefully by them selfies in their sleep seems to be a fairytale. None of my sweet ones (cats) leaved me this way. Almost for all of them I had to make Thai unbelievable hard unbelievable brutal decision when. When to make the appointment with the vet, when he or she would come to us for.....for this final moment. I always prey and beg (I really beg them) not to leave me this decision. But they don't seem to listen. So every time I did everything to, as you truly say dear Valia, to fix them to try everything to make them feel better again my heart brakes and when I can't. When there is nothing more to do. And you decide. This hard so hard last call. Even when you know it is the only right way. It seems to brake little peace of your heart.
👍👍 Valia.🐕🐕🐕🐾🐾
Thank you for sharing your feelings with us. I cried with your last video because my beloved Shiba is now 12. Our dogs are family. God bless you my friend.
♥
Sending you love, a year later. ❤️
And again... I cry.. I cry watching your videos as I relate to your words. She is your daughter... of course you are feeling loss. Of course you will love her and guide her to her passing. Oddly it is a badge of honor to be able to guide these magnificent beings... superior beings... through the world safely and with love and protection. She loves you... know she loves you. As you do her. My best to you Valia... we stand beside you... we support you. We love you.
Πιστεύω πως δεν υπάρχει κάτι που να πρέπει να κοντρολαρεις η να έχεις τον έλεγχο του.
Το μόνο που χρειάζεται είναι να κάνεις αυτό που κανεις και που έκανες τόσο καλά μέχρι τώρα ,όλα αυτά τα χρόνια τα κοινά σας,να είσαι εκεί και να δίνεις ότι χρειάζεται και ξέρεις πως σου ζητείται
Τη ξέρεις και την αγαπάς τόσο!!!
Το ξέρει και σε αγαπάει τόσο,!!!!!
Όλα καλά τα κάνεις.....
Όσο για την ώρα που θα σας χωρίσει,,αυτή δεν τη ξερεί και δεν μπορεί να την κοντρολαρει κανείς, για κανέναν.
Ούτως η άλλως η στιγμή θα είναι μεγάλη και ο πόνος επίσης.
Και το ξέρεις.....
Μην τον κανεις μεγαλύτερο με το να σκέφτεσαι τι και πως ,από πριν
Αυτό που έχεις ,είναι μαζί της ΤΩΡΑ όπως και να είναι αυτό το τώρα.
Συνέχισε όπως μεχρι τώρα
Σε αγαπάει και την αγαπάς και ολα γίνονται σωστά ,ΤΩΡΑ!
Το αργοτερα δε μετράει γιατί δεν το ξέρει κανείς μας
Ούτε εκείνη ούτε εσύ!!
Καλή σας συνέχεια ,αγάπη και δύναμη γι αυτο που έρχεται καποια στιγμή και ΔΕΝ κοντρολαρεται ΟΥΤΕ αλλαζει!!!!!
Πολλά φιλιά στις μουριτσες σας, για δύναμη από τους γύρω σας!
You are so good at your person expression of what it is to be a good friend to a pet, at all stages of their being a crucial part of our life. Thank you !!
So glad Laura's better off now! May it last for looonnng... But indeed let her decide. She knows how fond you are of her and whatever you did achieve and will, till her last moments. But, it might be in another two, three years maybe, who knows! Courage Valia... I myself have one of my 3 cats, Zorro, reaching his "nineties" (he's nearly 19, so I reckon this would be his age on our human scale), still OK but... I also watch him getting thinner, losing his muscle power, sometimes his balance... Not his appetite, though ;) But he will, eventually... I wish I would not have to take the ultimate decision, as I always had to since I had my first cat in 1980... Love and hugs from Brussels
One of our Issues as People is.. we think we can Control the out comes of our Situations, thus our Dogs/Animals. What ever seems familiar tends to bring Closure. But at times that's the Spot that has to be touched. This uncontrollable Sensation is put hear, to Humble Us. Reminders of what's out of our Control, to Grow. life is only giving by the Creator. Which many brush off. Numb to it.
What men, don't Understand? they Fear.
Love is to Hurt. And to Hurt is to Love. Nothing in our World is without it's Struggles an Heft. One day, it will be all.., pain free.
I commented on your video about your loss of Laura before I had watched this video. This was as heartbreaking as that video was. I just went through every thought and every emotion right down to every minute detail you expressed in this video last week with my dog Zippy. I feel like I failed him because I couldn’t fix it. I don’t know that my heart will ever completely heal.
You summed this time period up so eloquently and passionately. It brought our own journey of lack of control rushing back fresh in my mind. I hated that loss of control, swearing to myself never again - I never want to go through losing another fur baby ... Then I realize at some point of course I'll do it again, because even with the inevitable pain of loss looming I understand that the overall journey of love was totally worth it.
Sending all my love
So sad! what can I say.. just be by your babies side till the last breath. That will give her and you some peace! It’s so hard to think about letting go.. loosing someone you love for ever. Life is so unfair! Thank you for sharing your babies with us!!Stay strong. Blessings to you and your baby!!
As a rescuer you know better what is right than most of us here. You have seen so much more than me since I only had to euthanise one dog after a long and happy life. This is the poem that helped me after the whole ordeal was over. It's not like You need it, but maybe someone less experienced who is going through the same thing. I appreciate how it doesn't make any references to the afterlife as people have different opinions on the topic. Simple, wise, and anonymous.
IF IT SHOULD BE
If it should be I grow frail and weak,
And pain should wake me from my sleep.
Then you must do what must be done,
For this last battle cannot be won.
You will be sad, I understand,
Don't let your grief then stay your hand
For this day more than all the rest,
Your love and friendship stand the test.
We've had so many happy years,
What is to come will hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer so,
When the time comes, please let me go.
Take me where my needs they'll tend,
Only stay with me until the end,
And hold me firm and speak to me,
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you too will see
It was a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Don't grieve that it must now be you
Who had this painful thing to do.
We’ve been so close, we two, these years;
Don’t let your heart hold back its tears.
How thoughtful a comment n sad but lovely poem
Valia I know this feeling way too well. I had one Terrier 23 years, when I was a child. I had a tabby cat for 27 years, when I was a young adult. An just recently my children grew up with a black lab, a big, beautiful, smart boy, for almost 17 years. It is one of the hardest thing to do, is to say goodbye to them. After you cared for them and love them for so long. They're part of our life's, they make us laugh when you said, they know your feelings just like you get to know there's. And yes we do have to take care of them, feed them, brush them, bath them, give them water, let them out when they need to go to the bathroom, take them for walks, play with them and so forth. But when it is their time they will also let you know that to. You just have to be strong enough, to say goodbye at that time, rem don't make them suffer. I am deeply sorry for your loss. I know how much it hurts, but you always remember him. God Bless 🙏🏻 ❤ . With Love from Calgary, Alberta, Canada 🇨🇦 ❤
How well I know about all the things you have said. I am living with an elderly dog that I cannot fathom her not being here💔 I too am elderly…68 but still in good health with a few issues..just like her. We are aging together and I can’t imagine anything more comforting for us both. My girl is everything for me
Heart felt ❤️❤️❤️
I wish I could give you a hug. Get some sun every day. And know that although we may wonder if we gave enough, because we wonder about it we did. She never ever thought someone else could have done better. You are her whole world & you have shown her every day of her life that she is your world. That is all she ever wanted. And mostly what she needs now is your love & to know you are still there. You are the very best Mom she could have. I am sending hugs & when you feel the warmth from the sun that is God giving you hugs.
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Mi Ana partió el 20 de mayo del 2021.
Te mando un abrazo enorme.
I made to 1:35 and had to stop. I’ll return to watch more and hopefully all of it. It’s just too sad right now, because I think about losing my 10 yr old fur baby and I don’t know what I’ll do without her. So for now, I can’t watch and listen to the reminders of how fragile life is. Always love your videos.
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Watching them get old is so hard
I'm sorry Valia. I can't contemplate the inevitable future loss of my dear friend too. It has reached that moment where I've begun to count the years she may have left (based on an average) instead of the ones she's been alive. I cry just thinking about that dreadful moment. It is so precious, the time we have with them.
I'm sorry to hear the challenges you are facing at present. Sadly I know the feeling. A month ago I got a call from the vet after Coco's annual checkup and update of all of her vaccines. I had told the vet that Coco had not seemed her usual self. She wasn't as peppy as she had been for the past 10 years. I had recognised that she was moving into the latter part of her life but she had always been in very good health, with a very healthy, unchanging weight. But I had noticed over the past six months she had lost about .4 kg from her high of 8.1 kg. Her appetite seemed pretty much the same, although occasionally she would expel the food she had just eaten. Secretly I was worried that there was something wrong. The call confirmed my fears. The vet told me she had a heart murmur, three on a scale of six. It was a problem of a micro- heart valve that wasn't operating properly or a heart that was no longer as it had been in the past and simply wasn't pumping the blood as strongly. What were my options - a heart X-ray by the clinic for $400. Good but not definitive. Or a visit with a heart specialist ($800) who would conduct an ultra-sound of her heart, more definitive but not an outright fix with medication just a better choice of which medication would be more effective. The thought of surgery was out of the question because of her age and the expense and the fact that only two vets in the whole of North America perform the surgery Coco requires. This week I received an e-mail telling me that an appointment with the heart surgeon was set for November 30. Five and a half months away. That delay seemed unbearable but there was nothing I could do and what would happen to Coco in the meantime. She wasn't getting better and the long-term prognosis was congestive heart failure. Like you I could sense the end was coming. When I was not sure. It was possible she would carry on for another two to three years, the normal age for her type of dog (14 years). She just turned 11 years old. And so I wait. The strange thing is, I just an update from my own heart tests and it turns out I am suffering from aortic stenosis. This is a condition where the aortic heart valve which opens and closes to release oxygenated blood from the aortic heart chamber is not closing properly which means when the heart chamber pushes out the blood the aortic valve remains open and when the heart chamber returns to its non-squished state it sucks the oxygenated blood back into the heart chamber, which means that the normal supply of oxygenated blood to my body is greatly diminished. This explains why I am out of breath climbing hills or the stairs in my home and why I can't catch up to eighty year-old ladies who zoom past me when I am walking Coco. I am 72. I will see a heart specialist next Saturday for a Cat-Scan and some blood work, which will be followed by some sort of surgery in the weeks or months ahead. I'm not in danger of dying. Coco is still waiting for me to catch up. She's so sweet and considerate. But my great worry is about getting Coco the care she needs as soon as possible. It's hard. Some days I feel sad and worry about her. I think she knows I am worrying about her. Her eyes tell me she sees my concern but she doesn't know why. It's hard. As I always tell her, "I love her more the sun, the moon and the stars in the sky." I frequently ask her when we are going to get married but so far she hasn't said a word. Well Valia I don't envy your journey any more than I feel about my own journey. Unlike you, Coco is the only creature in my life. I can't imagine my life without her. Stay well.
i lovvee your videos and how u put personality into your videos
Total control is an optical illusion. We play it gods but the ultimate control you will have, as you say, is how she passes away. Life comes and goes on its ownnno matter how much we dislike it. And we,d rather let it flow keeping the memories of all the good you,ve done for their wonderful lives and good moments. Or maybe just the bodies die. Tharros.
Poor Babie but info a month giù can se e that she s worst...It s so sweet
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When I think of the passing of one’s beloved pooch passing on, it brings to my mind the lyric in the song “Mr. Bojangles.”
“He danced for those in minstrel shows and county fairs
Throughout the south
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and him
Traveled about
The dog up and died
He up and died
After twenty years he still grieves”
Then there’s a book that was read to me as a small child, “The Littlest Angel.”
To this day, I cannot read about the contents of his wooden box without crying...
Heaven is preparing for the birth of Jesus on earth. The littlest Angel does not have any skills or talents, and he doesn’t even know how to read!
But he knows the only gift of the heart that he could give to the Christ child would be the box that he loved so much, and it’s contents... I apologize for not being able to copy the whole story here, but if one is interested they can find it online...
“...The time of the Miracle was very close at hand when the Littlest Angel at last decided on his gift. Then on the Day of Days, he proudly brought it from its hiding place behind a cloud, and humbly placed it before the Throne of God. It was only a small, rough, unsightly box, but inside were all those wonderful things that even a Child of God would treasure!
A small, rough, unsightly box, lying among all those other glorious gifts from all the Angels of Paradise! Gifts of such radiant splendor and beauty that Heaven and all the Universe were lighted by their glory. And when the Littlest Angel saw this, he suddenly wished he might reclaim his shabby gift. It was ugly. It was worthless. If only he could hide it away from the sight of God before it was even noticed.
But it was too late! The Hand of God moved slowly over all that bright array of shining gifts, then paused, then dropped, then came to rest on the lowly gift of the Littlest Angel.
The Littlest Angel trembled as the box was opened, and there, before the Eyes of God and all His Heavenly Host, was what he offered to the Christ Child. And what was his gift to the Blessed Infant? Well, there was a butterfly with golden wings, captured one bright summer day on the hills above Jerusalem, and a sky-blue egg from a bird’s nest in the olive tree that stood to shade his mother’s kitchen door. Yes, and two white stones, found on a muddy river bank, where he and his friends had played like small brown beavers, and, AT THE BOTTOM OF THE BOX, WAS A LIMP, TOOTH-MARKED LEATHER STRAP, ONCE WORN AS A COLLAR BY HIS MONGREL DOG, WHO HAD DIED AS HE HAD LIVED, IN ABSOLUTE LOVE AND INFINITE DEVOTION.
The Littlest Angel wept. Why had he ever thought the box was so wonderful?
Why had he dreamed that such utterly useless things would be loved by the Blessed Infant?
He turned to run and hide, but he stumbled and fell, and with a cry and clatter of halo, rolled in a ball to the very foot of the Heavenly Throne!
There was an ominous silence in the Celestial City, a silence complete and undisturbed save for the sobbing of the Littlest Angel.
Then suddenly, the Voice of God, like Divine Music, rose and swelled through Paradise.
And the Voice of God spoke, saying, “Of all the gifts of all the angels I find that this small box pleased me most. Its contents are of the Earth and of men, and My Son is born to be King of both. These are the things My Son, too, will know and love and cherish and then, regretful, will leave behind Him when His task is done. I accept this gift in the Name of the Child, Jesus, born of Mary this night in Bethlehem.”
There was a breathless pause, and then the rough box of the Littlest Angel began to glow with a bright, unearthly light, then the light became a lustrous flame, and the flame became a radiant brilliance that blinded the eyes of all the angels!
None but the Littlest Angel saw it rise from its place before the Throne of God. And he, and only he, watched it arch the firmament to stand and shed its clear, white, beckoning light over a Stable where a Child was Born.
There it shone on that Night of Miracles, and its light was reflected down the centuries deep in the heart of all mankind. Yet, earthly eyes blinded by its splendor, could never know that the lowly gift of the Littlest Angel was what men would call forever
“THE SHINING STAR OF
BETHLEHEM!”
Always make videos if your pet is off, at the vet the animals know if they show pain the doctor will give them shots and medicine and they don't want that so please keep photos and video of whatever seems wrong ♥️♥️♥️
being prepared for loss is a 'never' wish. if that wish was answered... we would never love again, or experience love - previous to loss.
just love. and hold no responsibility upon those or whoever you love
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I'm so sorry for your🐕baby, Valia. Couldn't it be that her limping is caused by arthrosis or rheum? This painful condition could explain why she's so tired. There are excellent treatments to help reduce pain of arthrosis and rheum. 13 years of age is not so very old for a small doggie. You could always ask your vert for a kidney friendly painkiller and see how she reacts to it. Anyways I wish you both lots of strength ♥️😘♥️
C'est bien de savoir dire ce que l' on ressent de dire comme vous le faites avec votre jolie voix.
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Im worried about you. Those other fur babies will need you to be strong because when that final day comes and it will because life is cruel, they will feel loss too. They will be hurting. They will need a mom that is strong.
I know. I'm ok. They're fine too. My dogs are very balanced, they cope very well with change, and with emotional times. No matter what, they never miss anything in their routine, and that keeps them stable, practically and emotionally. Thank you ❤️
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