chinmom
Well-Known Member
Several of you knew that I took in a rescue girl named Sophie about two months ago. She had severe malocclusion and we were considering having her teeth removed. I had her teeth trimmed as soon as I got her, and again a few days before I left for Spring Break. When I got back, her teeth were already overgrown again. We took some xrays when she went in for her trim, and her jaw was deformed from not being taken care of.
On Monday, I made the call to have her put down. I couldn't bear the thought of keeping her alive because I didn't want to let her go. She would have needed her teeth trimmed every two weeks at the rate they were growing; she needed to be on antibiotics two days before the trim, the day of, and two days past the trim. I just didn't think it was fair to her to her to put her through five days of antibiotics, have five good days, then have to do it all over again.
I began spoiling her (even more so than usual); she was getting banana, blueberries, and everything else that her little heart desired. I made the appointment for Thursday, figuring that would give me a few days to prepare myself. On Wednesday, she started showing signs of sinus trouble, and it looked like the roots of one of her teeth had pierced her sinuses.
Sophie went to the Rainbow Bridge yesterday around 11:45. I told her to look for Tiny and Ginger when she gets there, and to say hi to all of the chinchillas I've lost. I'm having her cremated, and can pick up her ashes later today or tomorrow.
RIP my sweet Sophie girl...
On Monday, I made the call to have her put down. I couldn't bear the thought of keeping her alive because I didn't want to let her go. She would have needed her teeth trimmed every two weeks at the rate they were growing; she needed to be on antibiotics two days before the trim, the day of, and two days past the trim. I just didn't think it was fair to her to her to put her through five days of antibiotics, have five good days, then have to do it all over again.
I began spoiling her (even more so than usual); she was getting banana, blueberries, and everything else that her little heart desired. I made the appointment for Thursday, figuring that would give me a few days to prepare myself. On Wednesday, she started showing signs of sinus trouble, and it looked like the roots of one of her teeth had pierced her sinuses.
Sophie went to the Rainbow Bridge yesterday around 11:45. I told her to look for Tiny and Ginger when she gets there, and to say hi to all of the chinchillas I've lost. I'm having her cremated, and can pick up her ashes later today or tomorrow.
RIP my sweet Sophie girl...