Today is an emotionally challenging day. At the end of last year, we had to put down Nala, one of our senior dogs. A couple of weeks ago, I took our other senior dog, Simba, to the vet due to severe swelling of one of his hind legs. We knew he had hip dysplasia and had had limited use of his hind leg prior to the swelling. But he still had so much energy and seemed fine other than physical limitations. We were thinking he may need a doggie wheelchair, or maybe even have the leg amputated. However, we were not prepared for the diagnosis of cancer along with the recommendation of humane euthanasia.
We have an appointment this afternoon. As hard as it was with Nala, I am struggling so much more with Simba. Nala stopped eating and was lethargic. We knew it was time. But Simba's spirit is still strong; its just that his body is failing him. It's hard to look at him and see his spirit while knowing we're putting him down. I know it is the right choice because we don't want him to suffer, and his health will only deteriorate. It just feels like his time is being cut short. If it wasn't for the cancer, he could probably have another year. That is what I'm struggling with. It feels like it is not his time, but we have to do it anyway to prevent him from suffering.
Thanks for reading.