| October 11th, 1999 . . . . I had to have
Abby put to sleep today. . . . On September 18th, she was diagnosed
with lymphosarcoma, cancer of the lymph nodes. Because of her
advanced age (12-1/2 years), her severe hip dysplasia, and her
recent history of anemia, I decided not to go with the chemotherapy,
but went instead with prednisone treatment. This, while not prolonging
her life as chemo might, would at least make her comfortable
in the time she had left. She was uncomfortable enough as it
was, with her hip dysplasia, and I didn't want to make her suffer
any possible side effects or discomforts chemotherapy might bring.
. . . Well, the prednisone helped, for about three weeks. On
October 7th, she took a turn for the worse, and by Sunday the
10th, she couldn't even get up at all. She definitely was no
longer enjoying life as she had known it. So, on Monday the 11th,
I took her to the vet and had her put to sleep. It was a really
difficult decision, but I was glad it was such a gentle and pain-free
way for her to go. I really miss her (the house is way too quiet!),
but I know it was the right thing to do. She was a great companion
and friend. |
