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Lookin4missright: Probs with dear old Clumber????

Cannot see him in pain in the end we only keep them alive for us?????

He will tell me when he is ready but not yet??????

He cries when i come towards him with more medication????Jeezers Krike!! Just because he fell asleep ONCE on the couch & would'nt wake up for a session???

You gonna snuff him out just for that!!!

Martia: Sorry Jem that I haven't been in touch before but battling with a heap of probs with my dear old Clumber and felt very down, but at last progress the antibiotics are working at last.

Was preparing my self for the worst but he has rallied! Will not and Can not see him in pain in the end we only keep them alive for us.
I owe him more than that he cries when I come towards him with more medication.

He will tell me when he is ready but not yet.

What type of dog attacked your poor little soul??they are so vulnerable because of their size.

I have been where you are now ! but she is on the road to recovery and she knows her mum is with her.
Licking away tears... That is My G.retriever Shanes job and always will be if needed.

What would we do without them Jem.

Give her a kiss from me when she gets home.

jem1964: Martia I understand where you are, my last dog was around 22 years old when I made the decision for her, but she asked me too. She finally decided it was time for her, not for her to be there for us like she had been. The old girl and I reduced the vet to tears as he could see the love and bond we shared as we put her to sleep. She went to sleep in my arms, in our home, where she knew she was safe and loved, my last gift to her.

I was brought up that if you have pets you have to be able to make that decision if and when it needs to be made. Sometimes it is the last thing, the last gift you can do for them.

Hugs for your Clumber, he is lucky to be loved.

I know now how much I rely on Gabby, just as much as she does on me.



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jem1964: Martia I understand where you are, my last dog was around 22 years old when I made the decision for her, but she asked me too. She finally decided it was time for her, not for her to be there for us like she had been. The old girl and I reduced the vet to tears as he could see the love and bond we shared as we put her to sleep. She went to sleep in my arms, in our home, where she knew she was safe and loved, my last gift to her.

I was brought up that if you have pets you have to be able to make that decision if and when it needs to be made. Sometimes it is the last thing, the last gift you can do for them.

Hugs for your Clumber, he is lucky to be loved.

I know now how much I rely on Gabby, just as much as she does on me.

pets where would be without out them