I am writing something that I never hoped to write, something that I have avoided writing about for almost a week and a half.
On Saturday, June 7, our beautiful Amber May passed away. The day before she was less willing to eat, but would take some water from a syringe. This was a pattern she had went through many times since she came to live with us almost 3 years ago. In retrospect it was stupid to not take her to the vet on Friday, but we figured she was just âoffâ because she got her dinner very late the last night. She was always finicky, so if a meal was even half an hour late, she would seem odd the next day. Overall, I wasnât very concerned at all.
On Saturday morning she seemed to have trouble moving around. We knew then she needed to see the vet, so we rushed her to the emergency vet (our regular vets were out of town). The vet identified pain in her right rear leg. We were told it could be anything from a simple sprain, to a prolapsed disc, to spinal cord cancer. However, x-rays confirmed that her back was not broken. She was given pain meds and a cortisone shot. We were told to take her home and evaluate her over the next week.
When we got home we took the lid off of the travel kennel to give her a comfortable area to rest. You could tell that she wanted to move around as she kept trying to get up. Not 20 minutes after arriving home, she began to make a strange honking noise. My mom picked her up, Amber let out a few gasps, and she was gone. Something tells me that she knew that she was going to die and that she wanted to die at home.
Iâm thankful that it was quick and that everyone who loved her was by her side. Devon was on the other side of the room scared and confused by the commotion. I think he knew what was about to happen.
(Sorry if this doesn't make much sense. I'm having a very hard time writing it.)
Amber, we love you and we miss you.:rainbow:
ink iris:
On another note, I must apologize for having spent very little time on the forum. Life has just been too crazy for the past few months.
On Saturday, June 7, our beautiful Amber May passed away. The day before she was less willing to eat, but would take some water from a syringe. This was a pattern she had went through many times since she came to live with us almost 3 years ago. In retrospect it was stupid to not take her to the vet on Friday, but we figured she was just âoffâ because she got her dinner very late the last night. She was always finicky, so if a meal was even half an hour late, she would seem odd the next day. Overall, I wasnât very concerned at all.
On Saturday morning she seemed to have trouble moving around. We knew then she needed to see the vet, so we rushed her to the emergency vet (our regular vets were out of town). The vet identified pain in her right rear leg. We were told it could be anything from a simple sprain, to a prolapsed disc, to spinal cord cancer. However, x-rays confirmed that her back was not broken. She was given pain meds and a cortisone shot. We were told to take her home and evaluate her over the next week.
When we got home we took the lid off of the travel kennel to give her a comfortable area to rest. You could tell that she wanted to move around as she kept trying to get up. Not 20 minutes after arriving home, she began to make a strange honking noise. My mom picked her up, Amber let out a few gasps, and she was gone. Something tells me that she knew that she was going to die and that she wanted to die at home.
Iâm thankful that it was quick and that everyone who loved her was by her side. Devon was on the other side of the room scared and confused by the commotion. I think he knew what was about to happen.
(Sorry if this doesn't make much sense. I'm having a very hard time writing it.)
Amber, we love you and we miss you.:rainbow:
ink iris:
On another note, I must apologize for having spent very little time on the forum. Life has just been too crazy for the past few months.
