Once again, a dog that stole my heart has left and taken a big chunk of it with him.
As many of you know Jasper had been struggling with his arthritic joints for several months now, but after returning from our Charmouth holiday, he’d developed open sores on the pads of his rear paws.
My vet tried antibiotics and cream to try to heal them, but nothing appeared to be working.
Jasper was having great difficulty even standing up so we would help him onto his feet, but he could only walk a few steps before collapsing.
His quality of life was fading fast, and I could see a big change in him. The once bright and alert eyes were now dull and he wasn’t smiling, as he so often did.
On Friday morning T phoned Vaughan my vet, who agreed it was probably time for Jasper to go to Rainbow Bridge.
Vaughan came out to our home just before 1pm on Friday 12th July. Jasper tried to stand to greet him, but his legs wouldn’t work properly.
Not wanting to play ‘god’ with Jasper’s life, I asked Vaughan if he thought we were doing the right thing.
I can’t remember his exact words, as by this time, my head was spinning, but they went something along the lines of……
We’d given him a good life, when no one else wanted him, he was getting on in years, and did I want him suffering in his last few weeks, because he’d only get worse.
So the heartbreaking decision was made.
It was all so very peaceful, and I felt a great feeling of calm as he drifted away, finally free from pain.