Chairman Tickles
Banned
I've come to find that the bigger the dog, the bigger the love you develop for them. He was like a big dumb human child.
One hour he was happy, wagging his tail, the next I was holding him at 2am in the morning at an emergency vet clinic as they put him to sleep
His stomach had twisted in on itself, by the time we got him to the only open vet clinic in town his organs had been destroyed by lack of oxygen, he was just agonizing in pain. Only his heart and brain still functional.
It really didn't help that it was a public holiday and he had needed emergency care so late in the day. But what must happen, happens sometimes. He was an old dog for his breed, he was the liveliest pup in the litter and he had outlived all his 12 brothers and sisters.
It hurts so much, waking up to an innocent, dopey, kind creature for 9 years and now I have to wash his toys and give them away and mourn his passing. One of his toys he had loved and played with for 9 years. At least he died peacefully, euthanasia is a god send. When they gave him the chemicals he just did what he always does before going to sleep, put his paws forward and placed his head on them and closed his eyes while looking at me, not even knowing that he would never wake up, not even afraid of where he was and what was happening.
Fuck it hurts so much.
RIP Benji.
One hour he was happy, wagging his tail, the next I was holding him at 2am in the morning at an emergency vet clinic as they put him to sleep
His stomach had twisted in on itself, by the time we got him to the only open vet clinic in town his organs had been destroyed by lack of oxygen, he was just agonizing in pain. Only his heart and brain still functional.
It really didn't help that it was a public holiday and he had needed emergency care so late in the day. But what must happen, happens sometimes. He was an old dog for his breed, he was the liveliest pup in the litter and he had outlived all his 12 brothers and sisters.
It hurts so much, waking up to an innocent, dopey, kind creature for 9 years and now I have to wash his toys and give them away and mourn his passing. One of his toys he had loved and played with for 9 years. At least he died peacefully, euthanasia is a god send. When they gave him the chemicals he just did what he always does before going to sleep, put his paws forward and placed his head on them and closed his eyes while looking at me, not even knowing that he would never wake up, not even afraid of where he was and what was happening.
Fuck it hurts so much.
RIP Benji.
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