Today my sweet poochie Emmi had to be put to sleep.
She got cancer a few months ago and while they did remove a lot of it, it grew back and then some. She started having problems breathing due to tumors developing in her throat and chest so the doctor felt it would be best to put her to sleep so she wasn’t suffering anymore. Pain of cancer can be controlled, but if you can’t breath- there’s not much to help with that discomfort. My mom though it would be better to be with her there as she passed, rather than having her possibly suffocate all alone at the house one day while my parents were at work.
I thought I may get to see her one more time when I go home in a few weeks, but now I won’t be able to. I remember the day I picked her out at the pet shop and I put towels down ALL over my bedroom floor so she could sleep in there without getting pee on the carpet.
I’ll miss my little dog. She had a long good life and was a sweet little friend.