I lost my baby Sherry just last week to probably GDV (bloat). She has had two episodes of bloat in the last 2 years and I knew all about her condition and was doing everything in my power to prevent it 24/7. But I went on a ski trip last week and left her with my mom whom I instructed very well about how to take care of her and how to recognize any sign of bloat. But she didn’t. She found Sherry dead one morning and her belly was swollen so I can only assume it was GDV.
I’m shattered and cannot get over the guilt of leaving on this trip and over the (unfair) angriness towards my mom who didn’t save her despite how much I trained her.
I have never seen Sherry again...
Exactly 1 month prior, on the same date, I said goodbye to my other baby, a german shepard of 10 yo that I had put to sleep due to complications from lung cancer.