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I can’t quite believe I’m here writing this and it’s the most difficult time I’ve ever experienced.
As many of you know Dennis was very poorly last year and after lots of tests and vet trips we finally discovered he had severe IBD. After his diagnosis we thought we were in the clear, he was eating his new food and seemed back to his happy self.
However, as the months have passed his appetite had decreased and to see that in a Labrador is the saddest thing. We tried so many different foods but with his IBD his tummy was so sensitive.
Then in the last few weeks we noticed that his back legs were getting weaker. They got progressively worse and at the end we were having to help him up. He even had a poo lying where he was because he couldn’t get up by himself.
This we couldn’t bare. He wasn’t happy we could see it.
I can’t believe how quickly his legs failed him but I don’t think it helped because of his poor eating.
Anyway, we made the hardest decision we’ve ever had to make and I’m so heartbroken it’s untrue. On Thursday we said goodbye to him and I cuddled him the whole time and it was so peaceful.
We’re both finding it so hard to be at hone right now and everything reminds us of him. I’ve lost my shadow.
It’s taken me a long time to write this because writing it down makes it seem so real but I thought you all should know because you’ve given us lots of support through everything.
As many of you know Dennis was very poorly last year and after lots of tests and vet trips we finally discovered he had severe IBD. After his diagnosis we thought we were in the clear, he was eating his new food and seemed back to his happy self.
However, as the months have passed his appetite had decreased and to see that in a Labrador is the saddest thing. We tried so many different foods but with his IBD his tummy was so sensitive.
Then in the last few weeks we noticed that his back legs were getting weaker. They got progressively worse and at the end we were having to help him up. He even had a poo lying where he was because he couldn’t get up by himself.
This we couldn’t bare. He wasn’t happy we could see it.
I can’t believe how quickly his legs failed him but I don’t think it helped because of his poor eating.
Anyway, we made the hardest decision we’ve ever had to make and I’m so heartbroken it’s untrue. On Thursday we said goodbye to him and I cuddled him the whole time and it was so peaceful.
We’re both finding it so hard to be at hone right now and everything reminds us of him. I’ve lost my shadow.
It’s taken me a long time to write this because writing it down makes it seem so real but I thought you all should know because you’ve given us lots of support through everything.