When he arrived to me he weighed 4.5 lbs. As of last Thursday he was 8 weeks old and weighed 18 lbs. For a megaesophagus puppy, weight gain is wonderful, but for Titch to have gained 12.5 lbs. in 3 weeks, FANTASTIC! I was sure we were out of the woods. Maybe an issue here and there, but, for all purposes, Titch was a normal, happy, chubby puppy.
My heart is breaking. Titch died on Monday, August 30th from an infection that ravaged his little body. He was a fat puppy on Friday morning and by Monday afternoon he had lost 7 lbs. I made the decision to let him go on Monday evening. I miss him terribly, but I am so glad he is no longer in pain.
I spent the last few nights of Titchie's life, sitting in the rocker, his head on my shoulder, rocking. Needless to say, I didn't sleep. I was to worried.
So, I am now in no shape to concentrate on much of anything. I am hoping a few good nights of sleep and I will be back to knitting. It will be very theraputic, as well as relaxing.
8 comments:
I'm sorry. You were a kind and loving foster mom, I'm sure, and Titch was a lucky boy to have spent time with you and your family. hugs.
Awe... my heart goes out to you. You gave him several wonderful weeks of puppyhood, and he was blessed to have you.
i'm so sorry you had to go through that titch was such an adorable puppy! :[ he's watching over his foster mommy now in doggie heaven
I'm just so sorry. God bless.
Susal
I too just lost my dog and it is so sad to see them suffer. I love your blog, keep posting.
Poor little guy! I'm so sorry. :(
Bless your heart! I am so sorry.
Oh my gosh I am so very sorry. We once had a wonderful dog for only 6 months before he died of cancer. As much as we grieved, I am certain that he was meant to end his life with us surrounded by love.
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