Nite nite .....my loved one......

 
Unlike Cannon, he had shown no signs of pain but a pathetic look.... He was almost thirteen years short of 2 months....

He had not been mobile since last Monday and had rejected food.... I was advised to have him euthanized... I decided against it!! No way..not unless he shows signs of sufferings...

His appetite improved within the day after the administration of medication. His cravings for food was normal until this morning....

He had vomited a pool of blood.... Though he had rejected his food and favorite snack, he took to my offer of teriyaki chicken!

The same pathetic look greeted me when I checked on him coming home about six-ish... He refused the chicken I offered... Within minutes of turning my back on him, my maid shouted... He had given a struggle and had defecated and passed on.......

My contractor could only be available tomorrow morning...

Hence, between my maid and I, Baxter found his place next to Cannon within the home ground.... 

My deepest compassion!

As early as 8.25am yesterday, Shaly called. Sam, her yellow Labrador had died. Though sorry over the passing of her aged pet, Sam was 13, it was a relief that he had a peaceful death.

With Lynda, however, it was heart wrenching! Sobbing, she called from the veterinary clinic today, if she should put Babe, her pekingese-shih tzu cross, on drip to prolong his life or to put him to sleep!!!??? Babe had been in and out of clinics for treatment of his urinary infections and inability to empty it's bladder since September last year.

One of his kidneys had ceased functioning and the other about 30% defective! He had refused food and hardly mobile with his head dropping limply to a side unless supported. He had been squeezing into nooks and corners and hiding in places he would not have been as though searching for a place to rest forever.

For most of us, unless it died a natural death, guilt overwhelmed us even at the slightest thought of having it euthanized. It was a painstaking decision with Babe hanging on by a thread.

When I last checked on Lynda, Babe was already laid to rest.

Having lost Canon not too long, I know just how they feel. If the darlings had been truly loved and cherished while they were still breathing, then my friends, grief no more.......

As Steve Jobs had it, death is the only destination that we all share.....

Nite, Cannon......

Mommy still haven't relinquished you of your duty at enhancing mommy's life with your presence and have sought solace having you close within the home ground.... Sleep tight....I love you.....

Driven insane by grief......

Just as I was preparing to feed my babies, my maid murmured nonchalantly, "Mom, ch'gai mook sa-aat s'lup hai-ee literally translated ...Mom, dog face pretty died already."

Ain't this a pitiful sight? Died with her eyes opened!

Holding fervently to Chanel with tears flowing like the waterfall, I cried my heart out. What could have been the cause of her death? She was actively running about and horse-fighting as usual with Chenille yesterday while I was grooming Cuddles, Crunchy, Crimi, Capri, Chavez & Cookies! She even savoured a hearty meal last night with no indication or symptom whatsoever of illness!! She was whimpering when Crimi snapped at her earlier yesterday morning though, but I doubt that could have been the cause........

How could she have left just like that! She had been my favourite being the prettier of the two! Though born several hours later than Chenille, she had her eyes opened first.....also first to take a bold step towards me. She hardly whined making her all the more adorable. She was such a beauty! Never had I, through my years of running the pet shop, seen one more beautiful... and never had I shed so much tears over a dead puppy....

I hate and curse myself for wishing that it had not been Chanel which died..... Seeing Chenille now reminds me so much of Chanel that tears keep welling up in my eyes. I just couldn't wait to send Chenille off to my sis-in-law Siew Hian incidentally they share the same birthday of the month and as if I've telepathic powers, my sis-in law called up just as I was blogging!

Photos taken on 03/08/11 - 4 weeks old .............. Chenille ......Chanel
Why has God got to be so cruel to me and to Chanel?? I just can't get over the shock...the sudden death........that's precisely why it's heart wrenching......

In memory of Tom!

My response to a missed call @ 7.55am from Julie this morning, brought fatal news!! Between sobs, Julie mourned over the loss of Tom, her darling shih tzu/yorkie cross .... Cause of death? Unknown.... Tom had always been frail though.....

Julie was still crying her heart out when I chatted with her a while ago. I know what it's like having lost my rotty (01/10/08).

Tom, I miss you too....