I've had him since I was 13 and since I'm 26 now I guess he's been here for half of my life. His health had been declining and when we took him to the vet the blood test showed his kidneys were failing but the vet said they weren't really far along so we had hopes he'd live another year with a different diet. That was 2 weeks ago and since then he had gotten quite a bit worse. He hadn't been able to walk really without me giving him support for a few days and yesterday he couldn't even sit his body up. I'd just pick him up when he needed to go to the bathroom and help him sit up to get water.
Anyway, I thought he was going to die last night and I was going to get him put down today but I couldn't bring myself to do it. He never really cried and I wasn't sure if he was suffering... I hope he wasn't suffering. I was going to take him tomorrow though if he had lived through the night.
I laid on the floor with him around 8 and we just looked at one another in the eyes and I told him to just let go over and over and tried to sooth him. He motioned a few times like he wanted to lick me but he couldn't do it. An hour and a half later he started to convulse and I just went over to him and put my hand on his head and within 30 seconds or so he was gone. I gave him a kiss on his head, picked him and moved him out to the back porch until I dig a hole to bury him in.
Its only been 2 hours since then and It's just not going to be the same without him, he was truly my best friend. I started having problems with depression and anxiety when I first got him and things got really bad in my early 20s so hes been there with me through it all.
I didn't think it was going to hit me this hard.
I'm going to miss you so much Rocky. I love you.
Anyway, I thought he was going to die last night and I was going to get him put down today but I couldn't bring myself to do it. He never really cried and I wasn't sure if he was suffering... I hope he wasn't suffering. I was going to take him tomorrow though if he had lived through the night.
I laid on the floor with him around 8 and we just looked at one another in the eyes and I told him to just let go over and over and tried to sooth him. He motioned a few times like he wanted to lick me but he couldn't do it. An hour and a half later he started to convulse and I just went over to him and put my hand on his head and within 30 seconds or so he was gone. I gave him a kiss on his head, picked him and moved him out to the back porch until I dig a hole to bury him in.
Its only been 2 hours since then and It's just not going to be the same without him, he was truly my best friend. I started having problems with depression and anxiety when I first got him and things got really bad in my early 20s so hes been there with me through it all.
I didn't think it was going to hit me this hard.
I'm going to miss you so much Rocky. I love you.

