We held a family meeting to discuss Kizsie's condition. Her tumor was slightly larger then a football, extending up to her spine and across her chest. Her leg was no longer used and swollen like a stroke victim's dependent limb. After discussing her decreased mobility, the swelling in her leg, her not getting up and coming over for pets (she would wait, looking at you, to see if it was worth getting up), her breathing (which was getting more difficult), and her level of pain (which is hard to judge, except by the large amount of drugs we had her on and still not using her leg, limping, falling, not moving as much). So, we decided we should put down sooner then later...that her quality of life was very low and we didn't want to keep her alive for our selfish reasons. We took her to the vet yesterday afternoon. She went to sleep easily and without distress. We, of course, cried our eyes out and continue to weep off and on today. We are sorry for the memories we will not get to make with her, but are happy that she is no longer suffering....we will miss her sweet spirit and kind eyes until we meet again at the Rainbow Bridge.
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I am so sorry to hear about Kizzie. We were crushed when we had to have Sebastian put to sleep, but it was much easier to deal with the grief of losing without adding the guilt we'd have felt if we'd continued to wait. The last couple of times we've lost pets, we waited too long, so I was surprised to find myself feeling good about having made the right decision this time, even if it was a hard one to make.
On an unrelated note, I just wanted to let you know I had to move.
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