I'm sitting on the deck with a little redhead, missing a beautiful black and white dog named Nash, or sometimes better know as Nashman.
My stomach hurts, and I can't get the tears to stop......
He'll soon have a spot next to a sister he never knew, and a beautiful blue eyed cat whom he adored. He loved it here, and it is the best spot for him.
As always, my Vet clinic was the best. Unfortunately, neither Dr. Martha nor Dr. Lisa were in today....and maybe it was best, perhaps seeing them would have been that much harder with a relationship that spans almost 25 years. But, one of my favorite techs was there, our Lindsay, and she adored Nash.
They are always so kind. They gave us the last appt. of the day, and had us use the backdoor to the parking lot. Nash had his favorite blanket.
I am trying to decide if I want Claire to see him. Dublin has, and didn't seem happy. So I don't know if I want to go through that with Claire.
Terry went back to the office he is doing some repping for. I don't think he can stand being here, though he says he needs to shut down a computer and get some things he left behind in a hurry. I don't buy it.
It had clouded up and seems fitting for the day now that my little boy is gone.
I suppose that the quick movement on our part was meant to be, otherwise we might have dragged this out and made Nash suffer. If was an awful day, but I will save that for another time......
But do know this, Nash made it perfectly clear that he was ready to go. It happened so fast.....though we know he's been restless and suspected it might be due to pain, it was the crying that started yesterday that moved us forward. Leave it to Nash to choose a Holiday weekend. Normally we could have had a Saturday appt. But the Vet closes at 5 tonight till Tuesday.
Today he never settled, and he threw up his breakfast 3 hours after eating. I panic'd and opened a can of I/D I had and gave him 1/3 can. He also started having the runs.
He started crying this morning, and it was more a whimper, which I knew wasn't him demanding something, but rather that he is/was uncomfortable. By the time we went to the Vet, he was laying on his side, with labored breathing, and his tongue fully out. He was no longer happy.
I told Terry the throwing up scared me and made me think Pancreatitis, which with then tumor growing is a possibility. No way would we put him through more.
I will always remember the happy little boy, who would play soccer for hours, and had to give everyone he met tons of kisses. I will remember how he came to our office everyday from the time he was a little tyke, until we closed the business....and how everyone loved him.
I will remember how he had his own pillow in our bed, and on the couch, and thought he should sit at the dining room table with us (and no Johanna, we didn't let him).......I will remember the wonderful lessons he taught about being happy no matter what adversity comes along, a cuddle, a kiss, and a little food go a long way into making you feel better.
Life will not be the same without my little Nashman. It will be too quiet in our home without his demanding ways. And I know I will have moments of panic when I think 'Oh NO, we forgot to feed Nash and give him his insulin!'.....and then I'll remember.
I'm a better person for having had Nash in my life. I just can't believe he is gone.
Cindy and Nash
Nash was born 9/2/1998, and is my sweet 1/2 breed Cocker Spaniel/English Springer Spaniel. He was dx'd with diabetes in November 2007 and is currently on 9 units of Novelin N twice a day. Nash went blind approximately 6 mnths after dx, has glaucoma and gets eye drops 5x day
My stomach hurts, and I can't get the tears to stop......
He'll soon have a spot next to a sister he never knew, and a beautiful blue eyed cat whom he adored. He loved it here, and it is the best spot for him.
As always, my Vet clinic was the best. Unfortunately, neither Dr. Martha nor Dr. Lisa were in today....and maybe it was best, perhaps seeing them would have been that much harder with a relationship that spans almost 25 years. But, one of my favorite techs was there, our Lindsay, and she adored Nash.
They are always so kind. They gave us the last appt. of the day, and had us use the backdoor to the parking lot. Nash had his favorite blanket.
I am trying to decide if I want Claire to see him. Dublin has, and didn't seem happy. So I don't know if I want to go through that with Claire.
Terry went back to the office he is doing some repping for. I don't think he can stand being here, though he says he needs to shut down a computer and get some things he left behind in a hurry. I don't buy it.
It had clouded up and seems fitting for the day now that my little boy is gone.
I suppose that the quick movement on our part was meant to be, otherwise we might have dragged this out and made Nash suffer. If was an awful day, but I will save that for another time......
But do know this, Nash made it perfectly clear that he was ready to go. It happened so fast.....though we know he's been restless and suspected it might be due to pain, it was the crying that started yesterday that moved us forward. Leave it to Nash to choose a Holiday weekend. Normally we could have had a Saturday appt. But the Vet closes at 5 tonight till Tuesday.
Today he never settled, and he threw up his breakfast 3 hours after eating. I panic'd and opened a can of I/D I had and gave him 1/3 can. He also started having the runs.
He started crying this morning, and it was more a whimper, which I knew wasn't him demanding something, but rather that he is/was uncomfortable. By the time we went to the Vet, he was laying on his side, with labored breathing, and his tongue fully out. He was no longer happy.
I told Terry the throwing up scared me and made me think Pancreatitis, which with then tumor growing is a possibility. No way would we put him through more.
I will always remember the happy little boy, who would play soccer for hours, and had to give everyone he met tons of kisses. I will remember how he came to our office everyday from the time he was a little tyke, until we closed the business....and how everyone loved him.
I will remember how he had his own pillow in our bed, and on the couch, and thought he should sit at the dining room table with us (and no Johanna, we didn't let him).......I will remember the wonderful lessons he taught about being happy no matter what adversity comes along, a cuddle, a kiss, and a little food go a long way into making you feel better.
Life will not be the same without my little Nashman. It will be too quiet in our home without his demanding ways. And I know I will have moments of panic when I think 'Oh NO, we forgot to feed Nash and give him his insulin!'.....and then I'll remember.
I'm a better person for having had Nash in my life. I just can't believe he is gone.
Cindy and Nash
Nash was born 9/2/1998, and is my sweet 1/2 breed Cocker Spaniel/English Springer Spaniel. He was dx'd with diabetes in November 2007 and is currently on 9 units of Novelin N twice a day. Nash went blind approximately 6 mnths after dx, has glaucoma and gets eye drops 5x day
