Didi
Didi has 'Drop Jaw'. You can notice how the muscles in his head have atrophied. He still eats and drinks with problems.
R.I.P .Didi- On the morning of Thursday 16 JUN 2011 I made the extremely difficult decision to put my dog Didi to sleep. He was my best friend and confidant. Over the last 6 months his quality of life had been in decline as pains and ailments increased. It's difficult for me to talk about all this as it is still an open wound to my psyche and soul.
For those who had the pleasure of meeting him they were amazed at his intelligence and his power to communicate what he wanted- unfortunately he couldn't tell me nor the vets what was wrong with him. He made an impression on almost everyone he met. Even people who didn't like dogs always seemed to feel different about Didi. My father was very frightened of dogs. On their first meeting I came into my brothers livingroom to find my father giving Didi a good ear scratch while they were sitting together on the couch. By the way Didi is Chinese for younger brother.
I felt guilty as I opened the car door as he pulled himself up off the ground and hobbled over to the car and got into the back seat. I'm not sure if he knew this would be his last car ride but I certainly did. When we arrived at the vets office it was the first time he didn't get badly stressed out. He laid at Anne's and mine feet and waited quietly. I put him up on a table for the procedure. We calmed him before the vet came back in. Anne and I held, petted, and talked to him as the vet prepped him; even as she injected him. We said our goodbyes together then Anne left me so I could be alone with him for one last time. I wept as I said goodbye to his still warm body. He was at peace.
He'll be home soon to get put into the ground and there will be a small flower garden over him.
Part of me died there with him. I have the phantom 'itch' of an amputee except it's my dear Didi- the comic, the protector, the gasbag- the best dog in my little world. I still can feel his presence following me around- it's comforting yet a painful reminder. I loved him and I will miss him. I know time will heal the pain but I will always remember him.
If you share your life with pet take a little time this weekend and give it some extra love in memory of Didi- a special treat, a belly rub, a scratch behind the ears, a little extra on their walk, a new toy- whatever your pet likes.
Here's some more photo's of Didi:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/markturek/sets/72157612017072342/
Read MoreR.I.P .Didi- On the morning of Thursday 16 JUN 2011 I made the extremely difficult decision to put my dog Didi to sleep. He was my best friend and confidant. Over the last 6 months his quality of life had been in decline as pains and ailments increased. It's difficult for me to talk about all this as it is still an open wound to my psyche and soul.
For those who had the pleasure of meeting him they were amazed at his intelligence and his power to communicate what he wanted- unfortunately he couldn't tell me nor the vets what was wrong with him. He made an impression on almost everyone he met. Even people who didn't like dogs always seemed to feel different about Didi. My father was very frightened of dogs. On their first meeting I came into my brothers livingroom to find my father giving Didi a good ear scratch while they were sitting together on the couch. By the way Didi is Chinese for younger brother.
I felt guilty as I opened the car door as he pulled himself up off the ground and hobbled over to the car and got into the back seat. I'm not sure if he knew this would be his last car ride but I certainly did. When we arrived at the vets office it was the first time he didn't get badly stressed out. He laid at Anne's and mine feet and waited quietly. I put him up on a table for the procedure. We calmed him before the vet came back in. Anne and I held, petted, and talked to him as the vet prepped him; even as she injected him. We said our goodbyes together then Anne left me so I could be alone with him for one last time. I wept as I said goodbye to his still warm body. He was at peace.
He'll be home soon to get put into the ground and there will be a small flower garden over him.
Part of me died there with him. I have the phantom 'itch' of an amputee except it's my dear Didi- the comic, the protector, the gasbag- the best dog in my little world. I still can feel his presence following me around- it's comforting yet a painful reminder. I loved him and I will miss him. I know time will heal the pain but I will always remember him.
If you share your life with pet take a little time this weekend and give it some extra love in memory of Didi- a special treat, a belly rub, a scratch behind the ears, a little extra on their walk, a new toy- whatever your pet likes.
Here's some more photo's of Didi:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/markturek/sets/72157612017072342/
