I don’t really know how to write this, but I feel like I need to talk to people who understand.
My dog Remi is only 5.5 and she’s my soul dog. Not just a pet- she’s genuinely my best friend and has gotten me through some of the hardest moments in my life.
We just found out she has osteosarcoma in her jaw. The tumor is already really large, and from what we’ve been told, surgery would be extremely complicated and there’s no guarantee they’d even get clean margins. I would do anything for her, which is what makes this so hard… trying to accept that more intervention might not actually be the kindest option for her.
I keep thinking about how young she is. This just doesn’t feel fair.
I even have a sweet pea tattoo for her (I’ve always called her that) and I got it over a year ago, way before I ever knew something like this would happen.
We’re in that in-between place where we don’t know exactly how much time we have left, and I feel completely lost.
For anyone who’s gone through losing their dog-especially one that felt like your everything- what did you do in their last days or weeks that you’re really glad you did?
And on the flip side, is there anything you wish you had done differently?
I just want whatever time she has left to feel full of love, comfort, and peace for her. That’s all I care about right now.
And if you’re open to sharing, how did you even begin to cope after?
She’s a Rottie btw. Thanks for reading. 🤍