Prayers, please.
For my eldest dog, Lady, who lives with my Mom and the family. She has a very aggressive form of cancer and her condition has declined significantly and suddenly. She has been a good dog her whole life and a much loved part of the family. We certainly don't want to say "goodbye," but of course we don't want her to suffer. So far, she seems to be resting comfortably and we are keeping her as comfortable and accompanied as possible. Your prayers are greatly appreciated.
In the meantime, please feel free to post any special pet memories you'd like to share.
posted by Lisa @ 7:57 AM
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4 Comments:
Thank you so much, Lauren.
Lisa
I start off all my classes with prayer requests, and in the midst of siblings, parents, friends, we also get various pet requests, which I know some people kind of dismiss as not being "real" needs or requests. I myself never had pets growing up {sniff}, but I know the connections that can develop between pets and their people ... especially if you consider the number of arguments between people and their people vs. people and their pets.
So, I guess this is a preventative in case someone tries to dismiss this.
Peace and blessings to you all ...
Thanks, Steph, all the prayers will help in whatever way God chooses. God deemed to create the animals we keep as pets, so they are good.
Again, thanks!
Lisa
We put our dog to sleep in early October. I think it was in August that he was diagnosed with lymphosarcoma. He fought diarrhea on and off, sometimes it was VERY severe. I took him off dry dog food and tried to "cook" for him, twice a day. You can find info on natural diets all over the internet. He lost weight tremendously and could never get it back.
We'd put him in the bathroom at night and whenever we're gone, it being the easiest place to clean. At night, I'd sleep on the floor in the bedroom across from that bathroom so that I could see him whenever he'd alert me that he needed to go out (we propped the door slightly ajar with a chair). In his last days, he couldn't control his bladder. By the time I got up to get him, he'd have done it already, so I'd just lay down dry newspaper for him.
He'd always keep me in his sight. As weak as he was, he'd follow me everywhere. Some days I didn't know if he'd make it. I didn't know what I would find in the morning. He was a very good dog. Our vet was very good with us when we put him down. he was 10 yrs. old.
Prior to that we had a Golden Retriever who came down with Leukemia. She was only 5yrs. when she died naturally. We were back and forth to Texas A&M; had to buy her medicine at Eckerd's, and tried premium foods. We almost lost the house trying to save her, we were just a hair short of having the house in the foreclosure market.
I wish you the best with Lady.
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