I’m struggling, and I’ve went through all the pet loss forums and videos to ease my discomfort But its the constant ache in my chest..
Molly was my in-laws dog for 8 years. When I met her we instantly clicked, and my pitty, whose dog selective, was just smitten with her. One day I came home and asked my husband (then boyfriend) why we had Molly today. With a smirk, he said well my dad’s allergies are bad with her dander so I offered to take her. & that’s how we got Molly.
The five years we had her were the best. Like She was always meant to be ours! Within our first month together, I took her to the vet for a check up. He stated her eyes were becoming cloudy & the cartilage in her knees were deteriorating. We gave her supplements and the best food to keep her as healthy as we could. I could see her aging everyday. But she still went to work with me, and went everywhere with us (and puppy brother 💙). My husband and I got married then 2 years later I got pregnant and in the mist of my pregnancy, we were relocated back to my hometown. & that’s when she really started to age. Became completely blind, confused, and had hard time walking. It broke us, and we did everything we could to help her despite having a new born and a new home to adjust to.
One month after her 13th birthday, I felt like her soul just left her body and she was a shell. Constant accidents in the house because she had a hard time holding it, hard time walking, and I think doggy dementia was setting in. I knew the move and new baby was hard on her… I just felt horrible..
She was just in pain and any way we tried to help her go outside or move her to another room with us, she would yelp. We tried pain meds and nothing was helping. On May 2nd, we said goodbye. I just grieve her so hard. I felt like I failed her in someway.. I tried my best to keep her routine the same all while adjusting to being a new mom. I just never want her to think we had given up on her. She was never forgotten.. I am a mess and I just had to let this out somewhere.
