Oh my gosh I'm so upset for you - Mia looks so gorgeous - she looks kind & loving - you can just tell a beautiful soul 😭😭. She is an absolute angel.
I'm with you on the guilt, I ruminate all the time on Max's face the day I left the room before being put to sleep. I cant live with the picture which forever plays in my head. He looked st me as if to say "where are you going , dont leave me" and it makes me so distressed.
I feel terrible today, very tearful. Max used to follow me everywhere around the house even into the bathroom! He used to dance around my feet when I was making food & his eyes were always sparkly & knowing. He was very intelligent & a very good friend. He too had a loving soul. He was a strong boy & just accepted everything thrown his way. He had many medical problems which came from the cavalier/poodle mix. He had the cavalier heart murmur which eventually killed him, the poodle eye& joint problems.
One thing I couldn't consider is getting another dog for a long time if ever. I have friends & neighbours with dogs & I have had other dogs in the past but none of them are like Max, he was a polite gentleman & I would be forever comparing a new dog with him & that would be unfair, he was my once in a lifetime dog.
I don't know how I'm going to get through the rest of my life without him. I know it's a long way off but I'm already dreading Christmas as it was his favourite day - we used to wrap all his presents up & he had the best time tearing off the paper to get to his special treats.
This is my baby a few days before he passed. He had lost so much weight 😪. Life sure is rubbish without him & I hate it. 🤮🤮.
I’m so sorry. It sounds like we’re feeing pretty similarly right now. Please, promise me you won’t say “never” to getting another dog someday. I understand completely how you feel, but it’s okay to have other pets that aren’t your Max. Mia was my once in a lifetime companion as well, but I still love my other dogs immensely. They aren’t her, no... they’re sifferent for sure, but wonderful in their own ways. My oldest, Zoe, is Mia’s sister/litter mate, actually. They were SO different personality wise.
There are so many dogs out there who desperately need safe, loving homes and who would be blessed to be in your arms. There’s no pressure, just give yourself some time to heal before making that decision.
My new pup is named “Max”. How bizarre. He’s a Bernedoodle (Mia and Zoe are Goldendoodles and my other male, Jet, is a Labradoodle. We’ve been lucky so far with none of the inherent issues native to any of the breeds in their mixes being a problem. Mia’s injury was completely out of the blue and isn’t something overly common. I hate that it happened to her. She didn’t deserve it... at all.
I understand that horrible feeling of taking them to the vet for the last time. We held her and kissed her beautiful face. I can’t get the image of her taking her last breath out of my mind. She had the most beautiful, bright sparkle in her eyes and we watched it disappear. It completely broke my heart.
My gir has the softest, best smelling fur and it was instant comfort for me when I didn’t feel well or was having a bad day. I miss that so much.
I love seeing pictures of your Max. What a sweet, handsome boy he was!! 😍