It's taken me awhile to sit down and write this update as I didn't know how to tell people...but my Murphie has gone to doggie heaven (let's hope there's such a thing)!
It happened too quick. She started with a slight cough and over the span of a weekend it progressed so that we were concerned enough to call the vet. They said come in first thing Tuesday morning. This was a week ago today.
We went in and the vet wanted to take x-rays of her chest. The results were perplexing for our vet and she said she wanted us to immediately take her to the ER for animals. Off we went and the ER confirmed terrible news...Murphie had a lemon-sized cancerous tumor on the bottom of her heart so half of her blood was pumping into her heart and the other half into her lungs which was causing all the discomfort. They said we had three options: 1) Open heart surgery followed by chemo to prolong her life by 6 months 2) Inject a needle into her lungs and remove fluid once or twice a week to prolong her life by two or three weeks (but this may cause other damage) or 3) euthanasia. I wasn't prepared to say goodbye...NOT in the least. I asked if she was in pain and the doctor said she was uncomfortable. Therefore, I happily/sadly took her home knowing that I had hours maybe a couple of days left with her.
I slept with her Tuesday night and knew I wanted to give her a "party" of sorts and let her eat anything she wanted for Wednesday. I gave her bologna for breakfast, didn't give her pills, and gave her cereal, etc. She loved it. Seamus loved it too as we couldn't really leave him out. Wednesday night, we ALL had grilled hamburgers which she loved. In the middle of the night on Wednesday, I woke up several times with her as her labored breathing was scaring me. I didn't know if she was in pain or if she was okay with the short heavy breaths. I woke up Ryan saying we needed to go to the ER but when we came back down she was sleeping again.
Thursday morning was awful as that's when we all said goodbye.
She was the best dog...really.
Now we are dealing with a very depressed mastiff who just sits and looks out the back window. He used to look into the house at all the action.
The cat has been extra mean to Seamus as he's been paying more attention to her. And speaking of the cat...she usually goes out with the dogs and comes back in with them but she's been missing for the past 24 hours. I hope she's not out in the neighborhood hunting for Murphie.
So it's been a crappy week of sorts...I wish I had more time to mentally prepare for what happened, but I wasn't given that option. I would happily get another dog but with a baby due in less than two months, the amount of time and energy I'll have wouldn't be fair to the puppy. So we'll have to hold on adding to the family. I think I want a boy dog next as it would be just too hard for me to have another girl...at this stage anyway.
And finally...on another note...one of our cars got egged this morning.
