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Panda, one of my rabbits, was killed in the garden last night
She was out of the hutch, when all of the sudden, I heard some terrible screams. I was lying down at that moment with some back pain, so I needed about a minute to get there.
Too late, she was lying on her side, no sign of life, blood coming out of her ears and neck.
The other bunny was hiding in the hutch, shaking. My young Tom (7 months old) hiding under the table in the kitchen, the older Tom (2.5 years) following me into the garden, very carefully, then sitting on the back wall, looking down the lane, growling...as if he saw something.
I'm just devastated right now
R.I.P., little girl, I hope, you will be in a better world now 0 -
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My beloved cat Duchess had to be put to sleep this morning. She had been diagnosed with chronic renal failure nearly two years ago and took a really bad turn. We got her when she was a kitten, we rescued her from bad owners and she has been with us for sixteen years. I've never had to put an animal to sleep and I'm still unable to stop crying.
I was very young when we got her so I hardly know life without her. She's with her son Rio, who passed away in 2006 by an unknown cause. I'm going to miss her so much. This morning she was in my arms, curled up and alive. Now she's gone and it's so difficult, it's hard to think of ever moving past this.
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To my Marky Greeny, the best budgie ever, who died on Friday morning at 11 years old, and Xsara the Lab who died on Tuesday at 15 years old, buried together now in the middle of our paddock. All the special ones I lost over the years, George my cat who died on 13/12/11 (good man George, what a date!), my most precious horse Harvey who died in 2009; I'm not gonna spam up this thread with pics of all the little ones I've lost over the years! So many dogs, cats and horses, and budgies too, who made my life so much richer by being a part of it.
Edited to add picture of Marky back when he was only 2 years old. Cutie.
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Goodnight sweet Minnie, my dad fought me for you since the summer and it looks like he won this battle. You were an absolute sweetheart of a dog who was adored by so many people and your chatty voice and wonderful waggy tail are going to be hugely missed. Little Minnie was only about 7 but for some reason she was just plagued with health issues. We tried really hard to find out what was going on with her but unfortunately we just couldn't get the pain under control.
Minnie was heartbroken when my dad passed away in May. They were utterly devoted to each other and she never really recovered. So now they're back together and I'm sure they're having a great catch up.
Gonna miss you Minnie moo moo, give my dad a hug xx0 -
belongtojazz wrote: »
Goodnight sweet Minnie, my dad fought me for you since the summer and it looks like he won this battle. You were an absolute sweetheart of a dog who was adored by so many people and your chatty voice and wonderful waggy tail are going to be hugely missed. Little Minnie was only about 7 but for some reason she was just plagued with health issues. We tried really hard to find out what was going on with her but unfortunately we just couldn't get the pain under control.
Minnie was heartbroken when my dad passed away in May. They were utterly devoted to each other and she never really recovered. So now they're back together and I'm sure they're having a great catch up.
Gonna miss you Minnie moo moo, give my dad a hug xx
belongtojazz. I am so sorry you have lost your friend.
I don't know what to say except that all of us here understand and grieve along with you for we know your pain.v0 -
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Unfortunately I have recently had reason to visit this thread I would like to tell the story of my dearly loved cat who I had to make the painful decision to put to sleep last week.
We became owners of two scraggly, smelly kittens, a male and a female, in a Tesco car park in August 2011. They were only about 6 or 7 weeks old, the owners wanted rid of them so I was delighted to offer them a loving safe home. For the first few weeks I had to syringe feed them kitten milk and give them baths in the sink. As they grew and became a little more independent they would walk through the milk bowl and stand in it drinking! We had so many comical moments with them. I kept them in the house for a long time as we live on a busy road but by spring time they became inquisitive of the open door so I let them out. They were very cautious at first, especially the girl but they soon grew more confident and started to stay out at night. The following day they would sleep off their antics on one of the beds, I often thought it would be great to have a tracking device put on them to see where they would go on their treks!
Over time their personalities emerged, the boy was the aloof one, not interested in hugs or kisses and would growl at his sister at mealtimes, so mush so that they had to be fed separately so I could be sure that she was getting fed as she wouldn't fight back. Her gentle nature continued to shine through, at the time we got the kittens my youngest had just turned three and she carried the girl around like a rag doll, and she never complained, in fact she purred the whole time!! Whereas the boy would be having none of it! The nights she didn't go out she would sleep in someones bed. IN the bed, not on top, but in! She loved to be as close to the person as possible, when she got too hot she'd move outside the covers for a bit but she always ended up back in.
Last Tuesday was the last time I let her out of the house. I came home from college and she was nowhere to be seen, nothing unusual there but that night she didn't come home. By Wednesday afternoon I was worried, and by Thursday I was frantic. I done up several posters to put in the shops and post office on Friday morning. This was the longest she had ever stayed out and my mind was thinking terrible things. Something told me to have another look in the garage before I brought the kids to school, I went in, looked around a corner and there she was looking up at me. I lifted her up but noticed her back legs were dangling, I tried to set her down, but it was no use, the back legs were gone and she was urinating freely. I ran to the house, told the kids I found her, rang the vet who is 45 minutes drive away and she told me to bring her in. We put her on a warm blanket and into a box, I dropped the kids to school and me and my little pet drove to the vet with her in her box fastened into the front passenger seat. I petted her and told her we would get her fixed. She never purred. My baby always purred.
We got to the vet, as she was being examined she was purring for Ireland. The examination was pretty clear that there was no hope for her and the only option was to put her down. For my own accepting of it I needed to be certain so I asked for x-rays to be done. At this point I was completely calm and together. I have lost pets before, but never had I a pet who touched me as much as she did. The vet said the would call me with the results in half an hour. As I was walking out the door I thought to myself that I would go and visit a relative who lives nearby. I got into the car and the floodgates opened, I couldn't control the torrent of tears that came pouring out. I was devastated. Devastated for her, for me and for my children. That morning when I found her, I never imagined it would come to this. But I still had a glimmer of hope. There was no way I was able to go visiting with the state I was in, so I decided to go to the chapel and light a candle. As soon as I got into the car park the flood gates opened again and I knew I was never going to make it into the chapel in any kind of rational state.
After 20 minutes or so the vet called and confirmed what she had already told me. It was hopeless, the only option was to let her go. I cried as I was talking to the vet. I drove back out and told the vet I wanted to take her home for this children to say goodbye. I did this and it was very emotional but I'm glad I done it. I lit the fire and lay her beside it and we stroked to her and talked to her and told her we loved her. She never purred.
I drove back to the vets alone. As soon as I set her on the table, she purred. It was as if she was saying to me; "I know this is where I can get help, thank you for bring me back". I stayed with her while she was put to sleep and I cried in the vets and I cried in the car. And I've been crying every day since. She is buried in our back garden. Her brother, who as I mentioned was always very aloof and not lovable, never purring; is lost without her. He's so sad and I think it's his grief that is compounding mine. As I write this he is lying sleeping on my bed right beside me. He lay beside me on the couch most of the evening, or in front of the fire. And for a cat who never stopped eating his food and anyone elses that he could get his paws on, he's hardly touched a bite. His sadness is breaking my heart.
Tiggy was a very special cat, she loved to love and she loved to be loved. The way she came home is testament to that. She had no use of her back legs or tail; but she managed to drag herself using only her front paws from God knows where; to get back home. I will take huge inspiration from that and she has my utmost respect and pride.0 -
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Missy was put to sleep tonight at 8.20pm, she was 16 years old. She was very sick, had an array of health problems and she just kept deteriorating. She was a great cat, grumpy but always up for a neck scratch and when she was younger she used to always follow me and my sister out to play on the green! She still played up until she got too bad.
You're in a better place now missy - you're back to how you were in your prime! Running around, playing, catching mice and birds, and always on the prowl.
We all love you missy, I hope you know that, we did our best by you.
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belongtojazz wrote: »
Goodnight sweet Minnie, my dad fought me for you since the summer and it looks like he won this battle. You were an absolute sweetheart of a dog who was adored by so many people and your chatty voice and wonderful waggy tail are going to be hugely missed. Little Minnie was only about 7 but for some reason she was just plagued with health issues. We tried really hard to find out what was going on with her but unfortunately we just couldn't get the pain under control.
Minnie was heartbroken when my dad passed away in May. They were utterly devoted to each other and she never really recovered. So now they're back together and I'm sure they're having a great catch up.
Gonna miss you Minnie moo moo, give my dad a hug xx
its very sad when a best friend passes away. my spotty is up in heaven with both my dad and mum and just like your dad and Minnie i am sure Spotty and Dad are having loads of fun up there!0 -
She's been dead three years now, but I think of our old collie Holly who was poisoned and as a result had to be put to sleep. She was a family pet and the first dog I ever had. She was much loved and loved a lot in return. She was 11 years old, but she had more life left in her. It wasn't the end she deserved. I think of her often and miss her a lot. 0
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We had our beloved dog Sheba put to sleep on Wednesday morning. It wasn't sudden, we had booked the appointment a week in advance but being prepared doesn't make it any less devastating. She was 15 years old, a Collie X.
We got her when I was just nine years old. A dog across the street had had pups and I cried and cried until my parents agreed to let me have one. I didn't pick her out, the owners did and fate brought us Sheba. She was so full of life and my biggest regret with her was never bringing her on long walks when I was a lazy child and she had energy to burn.
She developed arthritis in her old age, but to add insult to injury, in August of last year we discovered a tumour growing on her mouth. We had it removed but it grew back even quicker. It got so bad that she wasn't able to eat because she kept nicking it. We were hand-feeding her until the end. We're having her cremated. She'll be home with us hopefully next week. She is now with our two cats, Duchess and Rio (also on this thread) on Rainbow Bridge, happy, healthy and running around with other dogs.
I miss them all terribly.
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We had our beloved dog Sheba put to sleep on Wednesday morning. It wasn't sudden, we had booked the appointment a week in advance but being prepared doesn't make it any less devastating. She was 15 years old, a Collie X.
We got her when I was just nine years old. A dog across the street had had pups and I cried and cried until my parents agreed to let me have one. I didn't pick her out, the owners did and fate brought us Sheba. She was so full of life and my biggest regret with her was never bringing her on long walks when I was a lazy child and she had energy to burn.
She developed arthritis in her old age, but to add insult to injury, in August of last year we discovered a tumour growing on her mouth. We had it removed but it grew back even quicker. It got so bad that she wasn't able to eat because she kept nicking it. We were hand-feeding her until the end. We're having her cremated. She'll be home with us hopefully next week. She is now with our two cats, Duchess and Rio (also on this thread) on Rainbow Bridge, happy, healthy and running around with other dogs.
I miss them all terribly.
She was a beauty.0
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