AxelRose
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Hello It was a sad day this past Friday, June 7, 2019. Anyone who remembers Axl and I. He was a beautiful boy. Lots of digestion issues tho back in the day. A puppy rescued, just turning 8 weeks of age. A tough nut to crack, but we made it through. These last few years he became the most loving dog. I only wished he would have grown old, with a little gray on his face. Unfortunately, it all turned ugly. As he was showing stiff hips the last two years, he would go on Metacam for a few days here and there, like using advil. He was also taking a natural supplement. But he could never take anything for more then a few days. I had switched his food over the winter after a bout of kennel cough he caught from the new neighbours pup. Like everything else with him, it looked like he was losing some weight, but he looked gorgeous and was happy and full of vigor. I was planning on changing the food. He also had grown some fatty tumors, chest and rib cage behind underarms.
A few weeks ago I decided to give some metacam, as he was pretty stiff getting off couch. He did Friday to Sunday. Sunday night he was groaning. I know that groan. His tummy isn’t good. So i said to myself, well no more of that stuff. Monday morning he ran out first thing with Stella, chasing after a squirrel. Turning, he wiped out in garden, landing on his hips. He got right back up and ran down fence line. Then he was limping. But this is what always happened with him over the years. He had a bad back left leg when I rescued him.
Over the years, he would always hurt it and needs days of rest. Then he would recover. So i took it to be the same, because by dinner he was acting normal. The next few days he was not himself...I took it to be the remnants of the meds, stupid me,...by Friday he was bright and happy, full of life again.
Saturday he was unwell again, wouldn’t eat, then back to normal again. Went to vet. Did blood work and Tuesday it came back Stage 5 Lymphoma and Acute Leukaemia. Kidney issues, high liver enzymes, low t4, and platelets were bottom low. Cancer? Shock? Disbelief? Is this his bloodwork? He was fine a week ago. OMG. He just went downhill from there. Knowing he was not the dog to be alone in a cage at a cancer hospital and didn’t want him to die alone, I kept him home and tried to manage whatever he was feeling, but nothing was working, he was failing before my eyes. He never yelped, never moaned, showed no pain vocally but just seemed exhausted. It was a horrible experience. You could see he just didn’t want to leave me. Heart breaking I knew he had to. . Had his vet come to our house on the Friday. It was the last of my love I could give Axl. I wanted him to be stress free, on his bed, with Stella and me. I lyed with him on his bed in living room all morning. Lots of hugs and kisses. He got up and had his breakfast. Served him his favourite because i wanted him to enjoy a last loving meal. And he did eat it. Then went back to his bed. He just couldn’t get back up and for 6 hrs he lay there. Only until my brother came other, who he adored, he used all his energy and got up to greet him. It was so beautiful yet so sad to watch. We managed to get him outside for his last walk around yard and to eliminate. He said his goodbyes to the neighbours and then u could see he was done.
He is gone now . He had just turned 9 in March. Just 3 weeks ago we were all relaxing on the deck... I miss him terribly. Everything has changed. Life has changed. Im lost. He was always so demanding the brat, lol, and now I feel all this time around me. Trying to keep my Stella comfortable. She will be 13 this year. Just can’t put all his things away yet..... RIP Axl
As I am typing, the vet just called, Axl’s ashes are in . Thanks for taking the time to read my story. Im just sad. Guess I better go get ready, I have to go bring my boy home... Give all your dogs a big hug ️.
A few weeks ago I decided to give some metacam, as he was pretty stiff getting off couch. He did Friday to Sunday. Sunday night he was groaning. I know that groan. His tummy isn’t good. So i said to myself, well no more of that stuff. Monday morning he ran out first thing with Stella, chasing after a squirrel. Turning, he wiped out in garden, landing on his hips. He got right back up and ran down fence line. Then he was limping. But this is what always happened with him over the years. He had a bad back left leg when I rescued him.
Over the years, he would always hurt it and needs days of rest. Then he would recover. So i took it to be the same, because by dinner he was acting normal. The next few days he was not himself...I took it to be the remnants of the meds, stupid me,...by Friday he was bright and happy, full of life again.
Saturday he was unwell again, wouldn’t eat, then back to normal again. Went to vet. Did blood work and Tuesday it came back Stage 5 Lymphoma and Acute Leukaemia. Kidney issues, high liver enzymes, low t4, and platelets were bottom low. Cancer? Shock? Disbelief? Is this his bloodwork? He was fine a week ago. OMG. He just went downhill from there. Knowing he was not the dog to be alone in a cage at a cancer hospital and didn’t want him to die alone, I kept him home and tried to manage whatever he was feeling, but nothing was working, he was failing before my eyes. He never yelped, never moaned, showed no pain vocally but just seemed exhausted. It was a horrible experience. You could see he just didn’t want to leave me. Heart breaking I knew he had to. . Had his vet come to our house on the Friday. It was the last of my love I could give Axl. I wanted him to be stress free, on his bed, with Stella and me. I lyed with him on his bed in living room all morning. Lots of hugs and kisses. He got up and had his breakfast. Served him his favourite because i wanted him to enjoy a last loving meal. And he did eat it. Then went back to his bed. He just couldn’t get back up and for 6 hrs he lay there. Only until my brother came other, who he adored, he used all his energy and got up to greet him. It was so beautiful yet so sad to watch. We managed to get him outside for his last walk around yard and to eliminate. He said his goodbyes to the neighbours and then u could see he was done.
He is gone now . He had just turned 9 in March. Just 3 weeks ago we were all relaxing on the deck... I miss him terribly. Everything has changed. Life has changed. Im lost. He was always so demanding the brat, lol, and now I feel all this time around me. Trying to keep my Stella comfortable. She will be 13 this year. Just can’t put all his things away yet..... RIP Axl
As I am typing, the vet just called, Axl’s ashes are in . Thanks for taking the time to read my story. Im just sad. Guess I better go get ready, I have to go bring my boy home... Give all your dogs a big hug ️.