Elizabeth
Puritan Board Sophomore
Wow...that was difficult.
Anna was our nine year old German shepherd. She was such a great dog. We rescued her from a humane society when we moved out here to our country house.
She had some health issues as of late, and was in the vet this morning for a checkup. Everything seemed to be going along nicely. She was on a prednisone treatment.
Anyway, she got home, everything fine. She ate her evening meal and soon seemed not quite right. She started vomiting whitish foam, and seemed in distress.
We called the vet and met him at his office for an emergency consult. Poor Anna had the bloat. There was a possible surgery, but the vet thought that at her age,she might not survive it well and would have a long recovery if she made it through the operation. So, she is gone, and in no more pain or anxiety.
She was such a wonderful, loving girl. She had a very good life out here on the property, lots of room to run and play, no fear or danger. We were sitting on the porch in the sun just this afternoon, enjoying the wind in the trees.
Sad, sad dog-mom tonight. We still have our Fritzy. I wonder what he will make of his sister's absence. They were two peas in a pod.
Anna was our nine year old German shepherd. She was such a great dog. We rescued her from a humane society when we moved out here to our country house.
She had some health issues as of late, and was in the vet this morning for a checkup. Everything seemed to be going along nicely. She was on a prednisone treatment.
Anyway, she got home, everything fine. She ate her evening meal and soon seemed not quite right. She started vomiting whitish foam, and seemed in distress.
We called the vet and met him at his office for an emergency consult. Poor Anna had the bloat. There was a possible surgery, but the vet thought that at her age,she might not survive it well and would have a long recovery if she made it through the operation. So, she is gone, and in no more pain or anxiety.
She was such a wonderful, loving girl. She had a very good life out here on the property, lots of room to run and play, no fear or danger. We were sitting on the porch in the sun just this afternoon, enjoying the wind in the trees.
Sad, sad dog-mom tonight. We still have our Fritzy. I wonder what he will make of his sister's absence. They were two peas in a pod.