A good friend of mine called last night and told me that their dog Ida had to be put to sleep.
Ida was a rottie, and just wanted to be loved and loved some more. They adopted her from the Humane Society that they and their 10 year old daughter volunteer at. They only had her for 6 months.
Ida had a sad history. She had never been spayed and had obviously had many litters of puppies. On top of that, she had mammary cancer, and had just recently had huge tumors removed just prior to them adopting her. That she had "breast cancer", as Kathy put it, sealed the deal on the adoption to my friends. They couldn't let her be PTS at the shelter after everything she had been through.
In the 6 months that Ida was at their home, she was a spoiled rottie who didn't do much except lay in the back yard and watch the world go by and sleep on her pile of blankets (with a heater set up just for her so she wouldn't be uncomfortable). But it became obvious in the past few weeks that she was going downhill, and they took her in yesterday. The vets said that the cancer was back and so bad that treatment wasn't an option. The goodbyes were especially hard on 10 year old Katie. It was her and her father that convinced everyone to adopt Ida.
I'd appreciate it if you could keep my friends, and especially Katie in your thoughts. This is the first death of a canine member of the family that Katie has dealt with. And light a candle for Ida, who at least had a good home and family for the last days of her precious life.
Ida had a sad history. She had never been spayed and had obviously had many litters of puppies. On top of that, she had mammary cancer, and had just recently had huge tumors removed just prior to them adopting her. That she had "breast cancer", as Kathy put it, sealed the deal on the adoption to my friends. They couldn't let her be PTS at the shelter after everything she had been through.
In the 6 months that Ida was at their home, she was a spoiled rottie who didn't do much except lay in the back yard and watch the world go by and sleep on her pile of blankets (with a heater set up just for her so she wouldn't be uncomfortable). But it became obvious in the past few weeks that she was going downhill, and they took her in yesterday. The vets said that the cancer was back and so bad that treatment wasn't an option. The goodbyes were especially hard on 10 year old Katie. It was her and her father that convinced everyone to adopt Ida.
I'd appreciate it if you could keep my friends, and especially Katie in your thoughts. This is the first death of a canine member of the family that Katie has dealt with. And light a candle for Ida, who at least had a good home and family for the last days of her precious life.
