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CrowdedHouse wrote: »I'm very sad and sorry to say I had to let Lucy go today
She was 14 at Christmas. I suppose she had been slowing down for a while but the last couple of months she started going downhill.
She was having difficulty walking or standing and because of that recently she was finding it difficult to go to the toilet. The vet put her on steroids a while back and assured me she wasn't in pain. She was just getting weaker and weaker.
It's seems like only a couple of years since I made a big round trip to Fermanagh to collect her one frosty and foggy day in February 2007.
She was great company for those years and I believe I looked after her well.
Gone to join Zoe Molly and Hayley at the Bridge, it doesn't get any easier.
Lucy aka Tinkerbelle's Little Angel (GB) 26/12/06 - 10/05/21
First pic first day home
Second: Flying on the boardwalk on Diamond Hill
Third: A recent snap in March
Oh So sorry for your loss Crowded House - what a character she seems to have been.
That second picture is one of the best I’ve seen of a dog, it’s so gorgeous! Definitely one to frame I think.
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Crying my eyes out this afternoon. We lost our dear cat Rocky at lunchtime. He had issues with his paw since February and was finally over them but needed some dental treatment. Brought him to the vet at 8 this morning, got a call at 11.35 saying everything had gone well and he was waking up fine and then a call at 1.35 saying he had died from what they reckon was a blood clot.
He was 13 years old and we have had him and his sister since Halloween 2008 when they were only about 6 weeks old.
I just can't believe it and have tears streaming down my face as I type it. His sister is still with us, as is our third cat who worshiped the ground he walked on. Feel so sorry for the two of them. The three of them have been inseparable all their lives.
We took that photo of him last night. So glad we got it.
R.I.P. Rocky. I had so many wonderful years with you and couldn't have wished for a more cuddly, affectionate, funny and at times, silly, cat.
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I'm blubbering like a fool here. Working from home today has just gotten a lot lonelier.
Our Yorkie seemed short of breath on Sat night and back in full spirits on Sunday and Monday. Yesterday morning he was very uncomfortable and shallow breathing. Of f***ing course it was the one day where I had work in the office so my father-in-law came over and brought him to the vet. He was, apparently, in very good spirits after a couple of steroid injections but my FIL heard congestion instead of congestive heart failure.
He dropped him back to our home at 12 and I scrambled to get home for 2 to make sure Rex was comfortable but he was curled up at the couch, where he would sit with us, already gone.
We don't have a clue what age he was, we got him in early 2013 as an emaciated and undersized rescue. He was a furry ball of anger and fury. So much so that we had to give serious consideration to rehousing him when our first child came in 2014.
What a change in an animal. He had become much more relaxed and loving, but still had issues before our son came, and I've never seen a dog change character so much overnight. He went into full on protector sitting by our kid (then kids) and woe betide anyone who came too close, without us near. Went from a shy, nervous dog who hated his legs touched to one who wanted to constantly play snap with his paws, get overexcited, scamper around the room, and come back for round two. Absolutely demanded belly scratches having my kids howl with laughter as his back paws would scratch the air as they rubbed him.
He kept me company throughout the pandemic, spending his days in my home office instead of his usual spot in front of the fire. I'll miss him greatly.
Photo quality is terrible, image from 2013. He had been ours for 6 months at this stage
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My Staffy, Molly, who's been with me for 17+ years passed away today.
Spent the night with her listening to soothing music comforting and talking to her throughout.
She passed away peacefully with a Pedigree Dental Stick in her mouth which she was so adamant at trying to chew on during the journey to the vet, she absolutely loved them... so I had her buried with it still in her mouth along with a pack of them between her front legs, having her wrapped up in my old leather jacket of which she got so excited whenever I put it on signifying we're going for her walks, often playfully throwing on top of her to which she'd play under.
Laid her to rest by the apple trees she loved to eat off every summer and autumn.
God I'll miss my sweetheart! 😢
RIP my dear, may we meet again.
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