COYOTEBLUE and nchiappetta
COYOTEBLUE and nchiappetta
Thanks. He was a 9 year old Bullmastiff who was adored by everyone. He was Mr.Popular because of his nature. He did everything I asked of him right up to hanging in until my daughter got home from holidays which was on Monday. He started to go down physically on Sunday afternoon. The tumour in his leg was so big and heavy that his good leg could no longer support him. But his spirit was still there. Monday he staggered a bit but managed to do his business. Tuesday...no way. I called the vet then to come over and he had asked about his spirits, is he eating, showing signs of pain etc. He was eating, no pain showing, spirit still there. He said call me 1st thing in the morning. Shit he was as tough as they come. He still would respond to us playing with him, getting him to speak for a treat etc. Finally with me holding him up, he managed to go to to the washroom. Him and I stayed up all night Tuesday. He was getting real uncomfortable I had to keep moving him. Wednesday morning I made the call. My daughter went and got him a meatball sandwich around 12. Before he got the sandwich she made him go thru this "speak" "do U love me" etc that was done periodally. He was such in high spirits that my other daughter had said "oh no Jakey, don't make this so hard". I layed on the couch because we hadn't slept all night and he was beside me on the audomon. I was just dozing off when all of a sudden he licks my nose. This dog has never ever done that before. He will with everyone in the family, but never me. My daughter was going to take a picture of us laying there and she seen him... "did he just kiss you?" My wife had told me that his blanket was dry, and I then said to everyone that at around 3 o'clock I'm going to take him out to try and get him to go to the washroom. I put a steak and 3 boneless chicken breast on the BBQ for him. I went out to the garage to put his blanket on his couch, when one of my daughters came and got me to tell me that he was making strange sounds. This was around 3:20 p.m. I went in and my daughter and I carried him outside. He couldn't do his business, so I layed him on his side. He made another attempt to get up. I helped him up and took his back legs like someone with a wheelbarrel. He was out of breathe. He made 2 more attempts....all the time trying to get to the garage. Right at the garage door my wife sat with him and gave him water from the bottle which he preferred over the dish. I went and got his steak/chicken breasts before I took him to his favourite spot. He didn't want any part of it. We then carried him in, layed him on his couch, and he was gone. He showed no signs of life. Shallow breathing, no response etc. My daughter said "dad he's tired, you guys haven't slept all night" I told her Summer, "he's tired of living, and he's making it easy for us. Remember when you said earlier Jakey don't make this so hard. Remember when I asked him to wait until your sister came home, and that I wanted all the family here. He knows the vet is coming....he heard me earlier" He's done everything that was asked of him, now it's his time to say goodbye" Our vet showed up, "his heart is slowing right down, his blood pressure is dropping, his veins are collasping, it's his time." It wasn't his time yesterday, 2hours ago, tomorrow...it's now. He let you know when, and you responded. I can see Jakey was treated like a king" He went in peace with his family at his side and in his favourite place, our garage, on his couch with Bocelli's Time To Say Goodbye played. The garage (studio) is where Jakey and I spend all our time, where I do all my capping. One of the guys had said it's not going to be the same without Jakey's growls. The guys would come and watch the games on the dish and when someone would score they might yell "Touchdown" and he would just let out a soft grrrrrrrrrrrrr. Jennifer, a real good friend of mine had passed on a poem that she wrote when she had to put her dog down and I had it inscribed in the urn. Jakey will be home tonight at 6:00.....Yes I'm going to miss him.....Thanks for allowing me to share this.
