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Ullaluv

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  1. I am so sorry for your loss. As always, you gave him the very best possible life. The others must be so happy to see him, and you know they're all waiting together for you to join them on some (very) distant day. Sending love.

  2. Sounds like more a people problem than a dog problem. Consistency i really key in a situation like this. I've owned and fostered many very food motivated dogs. and all have learned not to beg for food. (Goodies left unattended may be another story, but that's on me.) Like Robin, I have the HUGE advantage of being the only human here. I think it can be much harder to change the people's behavior than the dogs!

     

    As for her barking if she' baby-gated out of the room, if you could endure ignoring her for long enough, she would likely stop, but she would no doubt escalate first, and, again, you would need the cooperation of all the other people present.

  3. Tonya, you and your family gave Chase the best home that anyone could have given him, From the moment he laid eyes on you, he knew he was supposed to be with you. Thank you for loving him and making him happy. I'm so sorry he had to leave.

  4. That's my boy. He went back to his group, with a tumor on a hind leg, which turned out to be a rapidly growing soft tissue sarcoma. With the stage 3 sarcoma there is about a 50% chance of metastasis, so a 50% chance for cure with amputation. (Local excision with clean margins is not possible.) He came to me for his amputation. He had the leg amputated at OSU last week and should be coming home to me soon. (Technically, he's a foster, but he's not going anywhere after he come back here from OSU.) He is one of the sweetist, and brightist, Greyhounds I have known.

  5. Melissa, I am so sorry for your heartbreaking loss. I know how much Jack meant to you and your family. I hope that time will help heal your heart and that it will be filled will precious memories of your wonderful boy.

  6. I'm sorry to have taken so long to post here and tell you how very sorry I am for your loss of your lovely and most special girl. I never had the pleasure of meeting her, but felt I knew her through your posts about her and the beautiful pictures you have posted of her.

     

    She was a most special girl, and I know she is waiting for you at the bridge, probably frolicking with some of my bridge angels.

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    Any chance there's an active coupon code at this time? I think I may buy this stretcher to have on hand, just in case..

     

    Not sure you need a coupon code. I had decided that this is exactly what I need, so last Friday I went to Amanda's link (Thank you, Amanda,) and ordered it. 30 minutes later I received an email from Ronnie of BellasPainRelief.com, saying that he noticed that I had come from GreyTalk and was refunding my shipping charge. The refund showed up promptly on my on-line credit card statement.

     

    The stretcher isn't here yet, but I'll update when it arrives.

     

    Need I say, I'm really impressed.

  8. Carol, considering what good care she took of Vernon, even when she was in pain herself, I'm sure she was there for your good boy, Yukon.

     

    Hugs to you.

     

    Carol, considering what good care she took of Vernon, even when she was in pain herself, I'm sure she was there for your good boy, Yukon.

     

    Hugs to you.

  9. I think my heart just broke again. I thought of kayla after Gee passed and was so glad she seemed to be well. I guess our girls are together again. :( I'm so grateful Kayla had you for the last year and a half of her life. I know my heart hurt for her when she was returned at such an old age. I'm so sorry for your loss. Godspeed Kayla. Give Gee a kiss for us.

     

    I can't believe they passed away just a week apart. :(

     

    Judy, When Kayla's problems started in August, I was sure she would leave before Gee. I, too, was heart broken when you posted about Gee. I'm sure they're running together, bodies whole again, along with lots of other dear friends who left too soon.

  10. Kayla came to me last spring after Jillysfullhouse posted about her here. I finally got up the nerve to ask about her. I was sure Rescued Racers wouldn't adopt to me because of how many dogs/fosters I had, but much to my surprise and delight I was approved. I wouldn't have missed the year and a half that this grand, spunky old lady spent with me for anything, even though I haven't been able to stop crying since I sent her to the bridge this afternoon.

     

    Kayla was about as perfect as a dog could be. She had been dumped back on the adoption group just before her 11th birthday and was totally devastated by her abandonment. But she walked into my house and immediately became my seizure boy, Vernon's best friend. Poor Vernon is different and the other dogs sense it. He had never had a best friend before. Kayla always stayed out with Vernon, tripod Thea, and Silky, my other returned old lady that I lost earlier this year. She never got into anything, never chewed anything, was always perfectly behaved. She was a real Mama's girl. If I left to go into another room, she always met me at the door, asking "where did you go, Mom?" and I would tell her that I would always come back to her, even if I left for a little while. She would lie at my feet while I was at the computer or on the phone. Can't say how many things I did standing up at the computer, because I couldn't roll my chair back and forth those 2 feet.

     

    Early one Sunday morning this past August, I woke to her pacing, limping and dragging her right back foot. Sunday morning, so we went to the emergency vet. He said most likely either a herniated disk or a spinal cord tumor that had ruptured. I decided to see how she would do with Prednisone. My vet increased the dose, and her response was great. She was back to her old self. But it didn't last long. She responded much less to the second course of Prednisone, and not at all the last time. We had a bad 4 days Thursday through Sunday, and by this morning it was obvious that we could not turn this around. She had a hard time getting up, a harder time lying down, couldn't squat to potty without falling over. Even on the Prednisone, she wouldn't eat unless I added Arby's au jus to her food. She no longer got up to greet me or even raised her head when I came in the room. Her friend, Vernon, rarely left her side.

     

    I couldn't ask her to stay any longer, since there was no joy left in her life. I lay on the floor with at the vet. I told her she was going to see her friend, Silky, and her sister, Gee, at the bridge, and to wait there for me.

     

    My precious Kayla is at peace, and I am heart broken.

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