My best friend, my soul dog, passed away almost four weeks ago, and I haven't felt like myself since. I feel weak, heartbroken, and completely
unmotivated. If you believe in reincarnation or know of any stories or cases involving pets, l'd be so grateful if you could share them with me.
My best friend, my soul dog, passed away almost four weeks ago, and I haven’t felt like myself since. I feel weak, heartbroken, and completely unmotivated. If you believe in reincarnation or know of any stories or cases involving pets, I’d be so grateful if you could share them with me.
I lost my best friend, my dog Leyla, almost three weeks ago. I keep blaming myself. A lot of things happened in a short period of time, and I constantly think that if I had taken her to the vet sooner, she would still be here with me.
She didn’t lose her appetite until she became seriously ill. She had a urinary infection last December, and my family gave her the medication, they called the vet this is what she instructed to do. She got better. Then, on Saturday (three weeks ago), my stepfather took her to the park, where she bit and was bitten by a dog. It was the same dog that had attacked both me and her a few days earlier. She was injured, but it wasn’t the first time another dog had attacked her, I had medicine at home so I put some of it in her injury. We had noticed over the last few months that she was peeing more often, but we couldn’t see any blood, and I could hear a strong stream of urine. I thought it was because she was getting old.
The next day, I took her to my dad’s house, which she loved, hoping she would get better. Instead, the following day, she got much worse. I thought it was because of her injured leg, so I took her to the vet.
They admitted her to the hospital, but when I went to see her the next day, her condition had worsened. I called other clinics and transferred her to another veterinary hospital. I took her there crying and screaming the entire way. When we arrived, they told me she had much more fluid in her abdomen. They discovered she had bladder stones. The previous hospital had misdiagnosed her, telling me it was a tumor. The veterinarian said the only chance she had was to undergo surgery. The surgery lasted two hours. We prayed the entire time. She made it through the surgery, but shortly afterward, she went into cardiac arrest and passed away.
I feel so guilty, I lost my voice from crying so much and I haven’t eaten well or rested well. I’m scare that she hates me and that I was not a good owner. She was the best thing I had in my life and now she’s gone.
I lost my best friend, my dog Leyla, almost three weeks ago. I keep blaming myself. A lot of things happened in a short period of time, and I constantly think that if I had taken her to the vet sooner, she would still be here with me.
She didn’t lose her appetite until she became seriously ill. She had a urinary infection last December, and my family gave her the medication, they called the vet this is what she instructed to do. She got better. Then, on Saturday (three weeks ago), my stepfather took her to the park, where she bit and was bitten by a dog. It was the same dog that had attacked both me and her a few days earlier. She was injured, but it wasn’t the first time another dog had attacked her, I had medicine at home so I put some of it in her injury. We had noticed over the last few months that she was peeing more often, but we couldn’t see any blood, and I could hear a strong stream of urine. I thought it was because she was getting old.
The next day, I took her to my dad’s house, which she loved, hoping she would get better. Instead, the following day, she got much worse. I thought it was because of her injured leg, so I took her to the vet.
They admitted her to the hospital, but when I went to see her the next day, her condition had worsened. I called other clinics and transferred her to another veterinary hospital. I took her there crying and screaming the entire way. When we arrived, they told me she had much more fluid in her abdomen. They discovered she had bladder stones. The previous hospital had misdiagnosed her, telling me it was a tumor. The veterinarian said the only chance she had was to undergo surgery. The surgery lasted two hours. We prayed the entire time. She made it through the surgery, but shortly afterward, she went into cardiac arrest and passed away.
I feel so guilty, I lost my voice from crying so much and I haven’t eaten well or rested well. I’m scare that she hates me and that I was not a good owner. She was the best thing I had in my life and now she’s gone.
I lost my best friend, my dog Leyla, almost three weeks ago. I keep blaming myself. A lot of things happened in a short period of time, and I constantly think that if I had taken her to the vet sooner, she would still be here with me.
She didn’t lose her appetite until she became seriously ill. She had a urinary infection last December, and my family gave her the medication, they called the vet this is what she instructed to do. She got better. Then, on Saturday (three weeks ago), my stepfather took her to the park, where she bit and was bitten by a dog. It was the same dog that had attacked both me and her a few days earlier. She was injured, but it wasn’t the first time another dog had attacked her, I had medicine at home so I put some of it in her injury. We had noticed over the last few months that she was peeing more often, but we couldn’t see any blood, and I could hear a strong stream of urine. I thought it was because she was getting old.
The next day, I took her to my dad’s house, which she loved, hoping she would get better. Instead, the following day, she got much worse. I thought it was because of her injured leg, so I took her to the vet.
They admitted her to the hospital, but when I went to see her the next day, her condition had worsened. I called other clinics and transferred her to another veterinary hospital. I took her there crying and screaming the entire way. When we arrived, they told me she had much more fluid in her abdomen. They discovered she had bladder stones. The previous hospital had misdiagnosed her, telling me it was a tumor. The veterinarian said the only chance she had was to undergo surgery. The surgery lasted two hours. We prayed the entire time. She made it through the surgery, but shortly afterward, she went into cardiac arrest and passed away.
I feel so guilty, I lost my voice from crying so much and I haven’t eaten well or rested well. I’m scare that she hates me and that I was not a good owner. She was the best thing I had in my life and now she’s gone.