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Hi everyone

I'd like to start by saying sorry for not being around for many, many months.
Now that I've gotten that out of the way it's hard to know where to start, this is possibly the hardest thing I've ever typed on here . . . .

After several breakthroughs with the NHS after a 6 yrs battle which came extremely close to me taking legal action for a string of admin errors I was actually starting to feel positive about the future but then last week happened.

I noticed that my beloved dog Poopie had some swelling on his gums, the day after I saw that I woke up to find his bedding covered in blood, needless to say I rushed got him to the vets asap.
I kept telling myself that it was just an infected tooth even though part of me knew it was something worse, the vet confirmed my worst fears & told me he has cancer, it is too advanced for surgery & he will only be with me for another few weeks, the vet thinks it's unlikely that he'll be here in a month.

For over a decade he has been my best friend, whilst friends have turned their backs on me for being trans he has always been there, his devotion to me has never wavered & in return I have always put his needs above my own.
The tumour hasn't slowed him down, he still runs around the local woods like a 6 month old puppy & he still throws himself headfirst into every bowl of food that I put down. Everyone who knows him struggles to believe that he has so little time left.
I spend hours every day either crying or fighting back the tears, when i'm not crying I just stare blankly at the tv with no idea what's going on.

I'm sorry this is such a miserable topic & thank you for reading

Jayne & Poopie

Big hug! Jayne, I'm so sorry, I feel like Poopie is part of my family too after the years of reading about him here. I know how much he means to you. My lab is battling cancer, too. He did six months of chemo and is in remission now, we take every day as an opportunity to enjoy life. Cherish the time you have with Poopie. Get that dog a steak!  :)

Hugs, Devlyn

So sad to hear. I don't know what I'd do if Punkles got cancer.

Big hug back to you Devlyn, sorry to hear you're also dealing with this.

Poopie used to eat dry dog food as he got just a little bit smelly eating normal dog food, since I got the news last week he's been eating only top quality meat dog food, nothing but the best for him, who cares about the eye watering smells. He is also getting lots & lots of fresh meat.
My neighbours who adore him are also showering him with treats & fuss.

Because he's still really bouncy & full of life it's been hard to make this decision but should the tumour stop him eating or should he show signs that eating is becoming painful then I will make the dreaded call to the vets, I won't let him be in pain when there's nothing that can be done no matter how much it breaks my heart

Sorry to hear about poople, I don't know what I would do if I lost my lil bit,i spoil her rotten like it is..

I lost my beloved Reilly about eight months ago. He was a real great personality. A Brittany with an attitude. He made me laugh and really can you ask for anything else besides the most slobbery kisses since my first wife.  :D  I did not think I could ever find a replacement but I decided to go to the animal shelter and lo and behold I found a husky we named Josie. I had reservations because lets face it she looks like a wolf. But this is the most loving dog I have ever had. Aside from shedding and occasionally missing the pee pad, she has been fabulous. Very smart, active and oh so entertaining. No dog will ever take the place of Poopie. But if you let it happen you will find a companion that is every bit as loving and attentive as Poopie.

Dogs are awesome.

Quote from: Jayne on August 18, 2016, 09:50:17 AM
Hi everyone

I'd like to start by saying sorry for not being around for many, many months.
Now that I've gotten that out of the way it's hard to know where to start, this is possibly the hardest thing I've ever typed on here . . . .

After several breakthroughs with the NHS after a 6 yrs battle which came extremely close to me taking legal action for a string of admin errors I was actually starting to feel positive about the future but then last week happened.

I noticed that my beloved dog Poopie had some swelling on his gums, the day after I saw that I woke up to find his bedding covered in blood, needless to say I rushed got him to the vets asap.
I kept telling myself that it was just an infected tooth even though part of me knew it was something worse, the vet confirmed my worst fears & told me he has cancer, it is too advanced for surgery & he will only be with me for another few weeks, the vet thinks it's unlikely that he'll be here in a month.

For over a decade he has been my best friend, whilst friends have turned their backs on me for being trans he has always been there, his devotion to me has never wavered & in return I have always put his needs above my own.
The tumour hasn't slowed him down, he still runs around the local woods like a 6 month old puppy & he still throws himself headfirst into every bowl of food that I put down. Everyone who knows him struggles to believe that he has so little time left.
I spend hours every day either crying or fighting back the tears, when i'm not crying I just stare blankly at the tv with no idea what's going on.

I'm sorry this is such a miserable topic & thank you for reading

Jayne & Poopie

:( Losing a family member, even the four legged and furry variety is never easy.  Sounds like he' s had a good life, hang on to that, and never let go of it. 

Hi Jayne,
I lost my beloved golden Retriever 'Sam' to cancer in his mouth when he was 11. I had to take him in to the vet with his tail wagging for the last time. When he went limp in my arms I broke down and my wife heard my wailing from the reception. A friend sent me this poem below to help. I hope it can help you.
Hugs
Sue
The Rainbows Bridge Poem
RainbowBridge.com
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...




Cheers Sue.

Oh Jayne,
So sorry to hear this. I've followed Poopie and your adventures and my heart goes out to you.

Love and Hugs

Cindy

Our four-legged fur friends are so very important! My heart goes out to you at this time.

I'm sorry to hear about the terrible news, Jayne. *hugs*

I've been dreading giving you all this update but last Thursday at 10 am Poopie went to sleep for the final time.

His tumour was bleeding on a daily basis & he reached a point where he could barely eat, for his last week I had to mash his food into a pulp just for him to eat, his tumour was also making it hard for him to get comfy enough to sleep, he could have probably gone on for another week or two but he would have gradually starved to death so I made the decision to let him go & not prolong his suffering just for my own selfish reasons.
Everyone who knew him loved him to bits & they all agreed that I did the right thing, not that it makes it any easier to live with.

I didn't sleep at all the night before so at 6 am I took him for a long walk to the top of a local hill where we sat together for the last sunrise he ever saw. The day before that I managed to capture some footage of him on a walk. It's been so long since I've posted a link on here I can't remember how to do it so if you want to see him then look for my you tube channel Missy Prime.

Thank you all for your love & support

Big hug! So sorry, hon. He's waiting for you in heaven.

Hugs, Devlyn