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Reply #140 on: October 16, 2016, 12:55:17 PM

I'll post some pics when I feel stronger, I started to go through them and it's too soon. I did look at my camera for the last pic I took, it was him banging his stuffed lion. Last video? Same. Just a few days ago...
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Reply #141 on: October 16, 2016, 12:56:53 PM

Sorry for your loss.
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Reply #142 on: October 16, 2016, 02:35:33 PM

Sorry Sky
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Reply #143 on: October 17, 2016, 06:11:12 AM

Ugh. Just Ugh. So sorry.

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Reply #144 on: October 17, 2016, 07:41:08 AM

Sorry, Sky. Losing a pet is way harder than non-pet people could ever imagine.

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Reply #145 on: October 17, 2016, 10:48:34 AM

When I lost my old gal cat of 19 years, I went into a 4 year funk of not having a cat. That was a mistake. When my second cat died (Archilochus Jones), I mourned, but I also allowed myself to get two new cats within a few months of Jone's passing. Life it too short to be catless for too long.

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Reply #146 on: October 17, 2016, 11:14:12 AM

My plan is to give it a year, take the time to be able to go out of town without planning for it, do some jobs around the house that don't require sequestering the cat, etc. Then keep my eye open for any stray candidates that show up (Bart showed up as a 7 week old kitten under the bush in front of the library, some kids came in saying there was a hissing mean cat in there...). I will probably get two cats this time, so they can keep each other company while I'm at work.

Things are down to a dull ache now, so a bit better. So hard to believe he's gone and not coming back.
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Reply #147 on: October 17, 2016, 12:01:49 PM

I think Sputnik died over 2 years ago now, and I still miss her regularly. But with every week that's gone past it's been easier to remember all the good memories of her instead of just the pain of losing her. Doesn't mean it doesn't still make us sad when we remember her, but that's OK.

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Reply #148 on: October 18, 2016, 04:08:10 AM

Oh poop, I am so sorry to hear about Bart Heartbreak  That you posted so much about him and that everyone knew his name showed just what he meant to you.  Pets are not like kids, but at the same time they fill a certain hole that even your kids, or any human beings for that matter, cannot.  Their is something about that unconditional love that goes in both directions that you just can't replace.  Hope you will share those pics, when you feel strong enough to do so.

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Reply #149 on: December 29, 2017, 09:27:46 AM

Mom decided to put down her dog, told me christmas day and had him removed two days ago. He went from being a dog that never made any sound to start wailing immediately as he was left alone and something like 10 days back she told me he started wailing during the night as well. Used to have him quite frequently before and he was pretty much the best dog you could have, never had him leashed when I was walking him and very relaxed when he stayed over. Was a bummer when he started getting arthritis and you no longer could throw frisbee with him to the same extent but always so damn cheerful when I came to visit.

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Reply #150 on: December 29, 2017, 05:19:15 PM

Sorry to hear it Sky. 

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Reply #151 on: December 29, 2017, 07:08:08 PM

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Reply #152 on: December 29, 2017, 07:21:40 PM

That sucks, Gimfain. Sometimes when they're in pain letting go is the best thing you can do, but damn is it rough.
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Reply #153 on: May 04, 2018, 03:20:56 PM

We had to say goodbye to our oldest cat, Isis today. She was a tiny girl, only 8 pounds at her peak but down to 4.5 pounds in the last month. Her liver started having some troubles over the past month and I decided to do the right thing and end it before the pain got bad.

She was a super sweet cat. Her only fault was that she liked to pee on high-pile rugs so we haven't had them for 15 years. Now we can get a few rugs to see how we like them again. This is the third time I've held a pet while they die and it really does not get easier with experience.

I definitely don't want to do the super depressing thing though - she had a good long life and was a great cat. I'm a bit sad and drinking whiskey but we made the right choice. As an aside, I no longer have people side-eyeing me when I tell them my cat's name is Isis. As if yes, asshole, I named my fifteen year old cat after a terror group named five years ago. Because the name Isis has NO possible other meaning. Wankers, all of them.
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Reply #154 on: May 05, 2018, 08:56:23 AM

Aw I am sorry to hear that. My sister's cat's name is Isis too, and she's in her waning years, and it's gonna be a horrid day in hell when she passes. You did the right thing, and also, Isis is a great name for a cat. Nothing like a facebook update from my sister with the title "Isis stole sausages from the pub again".

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Reply #155 on: May 05, 2018, 09:38:04 AM

That's too bad Hawkbit. Losing a pet you've had that long can't be easy.  I expect that I'll be going through the same thing in a year or so. I took my 18 year old cat to the vet a couple days ago and yesterday the vet called back with the results of the blood work. Stuart has first stage kidney disease. The vet says he probably only has a year or two left. Eighteen years is the longest I've had any pet and he'll be the first I'll actually have to put to sleep. His predecessor had a heart murmur  and died suddenly when he was seven.
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Reply #156 on: May 05, 2018, 11:16:35 AM

My condolences, it's hard to lose a companion of so long.  I too am looking at losing my oldsters soon, the 20 year old is starting to have balance problems and is eating less and less, the 18 year old is having more seizures and her feline dementia is getting slowly worse.
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Reply #157 on: February 26, 2019, 08:53:21 AM

I hate to have to necro this thread.

We had to put my oldest dog down on Friday, the Great Snow Beast. She would have been 14 years old at the end of this month, which means she lasted about a year longer than most of her breed do (about 10-13 years for Great Pyrenees/Samoyeds or dogs of that size). Her back hips had become really twisted with arthritis and we'd been restricting her trips up and down the stairs for a few years to reduce wear and tear on the joints. Thursday night she was just unable to stand to the point where she was having to just go to the bathroom wherever she lay. I gave her until Friday noon to see if the combo of bad weather and rest would allow her the use of her back legs again, even if only to keep around a few more days but she was never able to stand. We took her to the vet and then I took her to my mom and dad's house out in the country and buried her under a nice big pine tree.

Needless to say, this weekend has sucked. We're down to one dog now, the little pug terrier named Fluffy and that little guy is getting spoiled as much as he can.

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Reply #158 on: February 26, 2019, 09:23:54 AM

I hate to have to necro this thread.

We had to put my oldest dog down on Friday, the Great Snow Beast. She would have been 14 years old at the end of this month, which means she lasted about a year longer than most of her breed do (about 10-13 years for Great Pyrenees/Samoyeds or dogs of that size). Her back hips had become really twisted with arthritis and we'd been restricting her trips up and down the stairs for a few years to reduce wear and tear on the joints. Thursday night she was just unable to stand to the point where she was having to just go to the bathroom wherever she lay. I gave her until Friday noon to see if the combo of bad weather and rest would allow her the use of her back legs again, even if only to keep around a few more days but she was never able to stand. We took her to the vet and then I took her to my mom and dad's house out in the country and buried her under a nice big pine tree.

Needless to say, this weekend has sucked. We're down to one dog now, the little pug terrier named Fluffy and that little guy is getting spoiled as much as he can.

I hate to hear that HaemishM. We went through something similar last year with our ancient Golden Retriever (she was a stray, so we can't be sure of her age but it was 15+, and likely several years plus). When it got to where I was having to pretty much carry her up and down the porch steps for bathroom time, I took the trouble to build her a doggy handicapped ramp to make it easier on both of us.

Every other dog we have saw the ramp and went "Great! This looks like fun!!" and immediately ran up and down it. Not the old lady dog. She took one look at it and actually shied away in panic. I have no idea what she was seeing, but she acted like it was a giant snake ready to grab her. She never used it. I just got used to picking her up four times a day.

Wish I still had to do that.
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Reply #159 on: February 26, 2019, 09:33:36 AM

No not Snow Beast! cry God we're old now.

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Reply #160 on: February 26, 2019, 12:30:58 PM

I hate to have to necro this thread.

We had to put my oldest dog down on Friday, the Great Snow Beast. She would have been 14 years old at the end of this month, which means she lasted about a year longer than most of her breed do (about 10-13 years for Great Pyrenees/Samoyeds or dogs of that size). Her back hips had become really twisted with arthritis and we'd been restricting her trips up and down the stairs for a few years to reduce wear and tear on the joints. Thursday night she was just unable to stand to the point where she was having to just go to the bathroom wherever she lay. I gave her until Friday noon to see if the combo of bad weather and rest would allow her the use of her back legs again, even if only to keep around a few more days but she was never able to stand. We took her to the vet and then I took her to my mom and dad's house out in the country and buried her under a nice big pine tree.

Needless to say, this weekend has sucked. We're down to one dog now, the little pug terrier named Fluffy and that little guy is getting spoiled as much as he can.

Great, someone's cutting onions here at work.   Cry

Sorry to hear that, Haemish.

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Reply #161 on: February 26, 2019, 05:34:42 PM

Sorry for your loss, Haemish. Cutting onions, indeed.
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Reply #162 on: February 28, 2019, 08:35:07 PM

We just put our nearly 16 year old Maine Coon down about 3 hours ago. He was very old and very ready to go, but it still sucks.

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Reply #163 on: March 01, 2019, 07:16:35 AM

 Heartbreak  Sorry, WAP. 

I'm going to hug my Jasper extra tight tonight when I get home, now. 

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Reply #164 on: March 01, 2019, 09:01:21 AM

Sorry, WAP. Shitty month for pets, it seems.

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Reply #165 on: March 01, 2019, 10:05:35 AM

Sorry WAP, I'm dreading that day.

If no one minds me lightening the mood a little in this thread: I took my 12 year old kitty in to the vet last Monday.
She had some scabs on her neck that she was intensely scratching, but doesn't have fleas.

Vet looked her over, confirmed it was not fleas, probably just an allergic reaction to something. Recommended an antibiotic and a steroid shot to break the scratching cycle. Then recommended we also do bloodwork due to her age.
Figure ok, why not. Vet picks her up and takes her back.

Five minutes later the Vet's assistant comes out, cat half dangling from a blanket, assistant is wearing what look like Falconer's Gloves. She hands her to me. Cat would not let them draw blood. Escaped from everything they tried - three people couldn't hold her down.
They offered to have her sedated and then try again in an hour. I decided fuck it, clearly my cat is far too strong to have measly health issues, if she can fight off three full grown humans.

Plus she was already clearly traumatized and the last thing I wanted was to keep her there any longer.

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Reply #166 on: March 07, 2019, 09:12:45 AM

I hate reading this thread and I put it off but eventually I have to let you guys know how dreadfully sorry I am.  I'm still not over the death of our beautiful girlie girl, Loki, a couple of years ago.  So, so sorry.   Heartbreak

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Reply #167 on: April 17, 2019, 03:45:07 AM

I have a ridiculous number of barn cats—around a dozen?  The number is flexible since they move around, disappear for days, turn up again here or at the neighbor’s place, or sometimes just vanish.  There are coyotes/puma/bears etc around so I try not to get too attached, but we do care a lot about them.  They have shelter, food, water and love if they want it (some are just dicks, and that’s ok too.)

Incidentally, the crustiest old farmers around here will all bitch and moan about their barn cats but they all put out food and water and when they think nobody’s looking they’ll all play with their cats. Old fakers...

One of my two favorite cats died tonight.  She had kittens last year and just never recovered. She’s been practically skeletal for months, but would not eat no matter what we tried.

I feel horribly guilty; she wanted so much to be a house cat and I wish I could have accomodated that but there’s no worse asthma trigger for me or my son.  He loves them as much as I do, and insisted on helping me bury her. 

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Reply #168 on: April 18, 2019, 11:12:11 AM

I feel ya. My wife is deathly allergic to cats, so ours have to be outside. I do what I can for them (heated houses, sit out on the porch and hang out), but when they get old or sick it is hard for all of us.
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Reply #169 on: April 18, 2019, 12:23:41 PM

I have a ridiculous number of barn cats—around a dozen?  The number is flexible since they move around, disappear for days, turn up again here or at the neighbor’s place, or sometimes just vanish.  There are coyotes/puma/bears etc around so I try not to get too attached, but we do care a lot about them.  They have shelter, food, water and love if they want it (some are just dicks, and that’s ok too.)

Incidentally, the crustiest old farmers around here will all bitch and moan about their barn cats but they all put out food and water and when they think nobody’s looking they’ll all play with their cats. Old fakers...

One of my two favorite cats died tonight.  She had kittens last year and just never recovered. She’s been practically skeletal for months, but would not eat no matter what we tried.

I feel horribly guilty; she wanted so much to be a house cat and I wish I could have accomodated that but there’s no worse asthma trigger for me or my son.  He loves them as much as I do, and insisted on helping me bury her. 

Well that takes me back to my youth when I had my first run-in with pet death. My grandparents on my father's side lived out in the rural part of town I grew up in. I'd go visit when I was little and always noticed at least 4-5 cats around the property. They were skittish and never allowed anyone but my grandmother near them. Came to find out they were mostly cats that were dumped which is infuriating to me now. But I was out playing and noticed one of the cats didn't run at the sight of me so...I wandered up to it and it was basically unconscious and about to die. My grandmother came around about the same time and had the kitty heaven talk with me while she wrapped the cat in an old blanket she left out for them. It died shortly after. Very weird experience.

And she and my grandfather would bitch about the cats getting into the garage and shitting on things, but they mostly loved having them around - esp for rodent control.

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Reply #170 on: April 18, 2019, 01:05:55 PM

Sorry to hear that, PS80 - barn cats can be lovey too.

We are sending off another cat tonight, less than a year from my last post. Ivan finally succumbed to kidney disease after a six month fight. I thought for sure he would be some 20+ year old cranky monster, but only made it to 11. We had been doing subcutaneous fluids every few days for the past six months and he was doing better with that, but hasn't been himself through this. And now finally he's not really getting up to eat anymore. So it's time.

He will be a big loss in our house - such a personality. His shelter name was Lovebug but he was such an asshole we renamed him Ivan the Terrible. Fucking cat stole an entire slice of pizza and ran it through the cat door to the basement, where he ate all the cheese then threw it all up five minutes later. He also stole bacon frying in a pan at one point, too. He was an asshole but he always wanted to snuggle on our chests. Most cats run when company comes over, not him. He immediately curls up in people's laps when they're here.

So after tonight we'll be down to just a dog and a cat, both of which are towards the later years, too. The dog is an 11y German Shepherd Dog and the cat is ~15y diabetic tomcat.

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Reply #171 on: April 28, 2019, 04:03:09 PM



Maggie the annoying beagle gave up the fight today. 12 years old and with Addison's the last two (take a greedy Beagle and give her steroids every day...fun times). She barked too much and would take any open gate to go on adventures...("Yes hi this is Olympia sports, do you own a Beagle named Maggie?"). She'll be missed.
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Reply #172 on: April 29, 2019, 02:25:49 AM

Sorry about your losses people.

He will be a big loss in our house - such a personality. His shelter name was Lovebug but he was such an asshole we renamed him Ivan the Terrible. Fucking cat stole an entire slice of pizza and ran it through the cat door to the basement, where he ate all the cheese then threw it all up five minutes later. He also stole bacon frying in a pan at one point, too. He was an asshole but he always wanted to snuggle on our chests. Most cats run when company comes over, not him. He immediately curls up in people's laps when they're here.

That sounds about one part asshole and 9 parts awesome cat.  But you knew that already.  Godspeed, Ivan.

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Reply #173 on: April 30, 2019, 08:23:55 AM

So sorry about your loss, Shannow.  Heartbreak Maggie sounds like she was just trying to make your life exciting for you.

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Reply #174 on: April 30, 2019, 10:15:08 AM



Maggie the annoying beagle gave up the fight today. 12 years old and with Addison's the last two (take a greedy Beagle and give her steroids every day...fun times). She barked too much and would take any open gate to go on adventures...("Yes hi this is Olympia sports, do you own a Beagle named Maggie?"). She'll be missed.

I had to look up Addison's disease. Doesn't sound fun. It's just incredible how dogs can take so much in stride.

We have a new "adoption" mixed breed beagle right now (adopted as in yet another animal abandoned down our dead end dirt road) and apparently she was raised in town because country life is *amazing* to her. Which also means that I've had to run down more than one rabbit trail trying to catch her as she gleefully runs to the horizon nose down following a scent. Then five minutes later she is all curled up between me and the sofa arm asleep.

Truly lovable dogs.
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