It's been about 3 months since I had to put one of my best friends to sleep.... Started out as an innocent walk, and less than 24 hours we were sitting in the back room holding him as the vet was doing his thing...
I took my little buddy out for his daily off leash, after getting back home he was panting and pacing... Sure sign of pain, but as he has pulled a muscle before, I just wrote it off as that. As the night progressed, he became more and more lethargic...in the morning he let out this terrible groan and looked at me with the strangest look... We bundled him up and took him to the emergency clinic.... The doctor took one look at him and I could tell by the expression on his face that ringo was in some serious trouble... They rushed him to the back room, after about 10 minutes they came and told me that he had a ruptured spleen and was essentially bleeding out internally. I gave them the go ahead to perform the operation... The doc wanted to take a few more X-rays to see what he was getting into and told us to go home... Just after arriving home the phone rang with the doc telling us to come back... The little guy was full of tumors and there was no hope.... Less than 12 hours ringo went from the sweetest old guy to being held in my arms while being put to sleep..
I'm so sorry ringo, I miss you man...
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