Waiting at the Rainbow Bridge
sue.t wrote: I'm wondering if we should also have a sticky that lets us post obituaries & pics of our dearly departed pets? Maybe a "Rainbow Bridge" sticky? It would be sad and happy. It is very sad...
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Sully, my first dog November 10 1998-October 20th 2005. Here is Sully's story its kinda long but I wanted to tell everyone his story.
As a family my parents had dogs but this one was first one that I paid for everything for him. Sully was a golden retriever born on November 10th 1998. Him and his 6 siblings flew to Vancouver BC From Alberta Canada when they were 8 weeks old to start a new venture. They were all in training to be an assistance dog. I puppy raised him from the time he was 8 weeks old. And at 16 months he even came to high school with me. He went in to advance training where he was suppose to learn to turn lights on and pick up things but Sully had other things on his mind. He didn't want to work.
Well that day came were he had been release from the program. My parents said we couldn't keep him as we already had kept the first dog we raised that had a health problem. I begged to keep him and I got my wish. Well Sully was a stubborn dog but we were very alike. He was a brat at time but I loved him.
In July of 2005 Sully started limping and had been on bed rest for quite some time. He was allowed to swim. Well the limp would never go away and any time he played he could barely walk. He had X-rays done in early October and had to sent to a specialist. I was waiting to find out the results.
On October 16th 2005 I was taking Sully and my parents dog and one of the dogs I had in training whose's birthday it was I was to go swimming. Sully was breathing kinda funny but I didn't think too much of it and took them to the beach. Well Sully played and swam a bit but not being his usually self. He would usually chase the stick and swim. Then I noticed he was shaking and breathing heavier. So we left and I took him to my work which is a vet clinic ( I am a dog groomer there). The vet looked at him and felt him but couldn't find anything abnormal. He thought he might have and infection of some sort. So he got a shot of antibiotics and said if his breathing isn't better bring him back the next day for blood work. Well it wasn't better and I took him back in the morning to get blood work.
Well at about 5:30 that night the vet called (who is also my boss) The bloodwork showed that Sully was anemic which could mean that he is bleeding internally. A soon as I got of the phone I almost died. It was the worst news ever. I had to bring him back the next day for an ultrasound. It was confirmed he had a tumor on his spleen and liver. So I was told to spend time with him and that in a couple of days they will do an exploratory on him to see where the bleeding is coming from. Wednesday night the day before his exploratory he was his usually self and jumped on the kitchen table and stole a baked potatoes. So on Thursday October 20th 2005 he was put under and they opened him up and he had about 20 lumps on his liver and his spleen. The bleeding was coming from his liver. I had to make a decision which was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. But I knew he would never recover and there was nothing that could be done. He was put to sleep. I had found out during that week that his legs where not good either from the X-rays.
I would have never have thought he wouldn't make it to his 7th Birthday. He always looked so young. I see some of his siblings and they are light in their face and look old but Sully never did.
He was a great companion where ever he went. He loved camping and rarely barked. He loved everyone. I miss him dearly he will be remembered forever. Here are some pictures of him.
As a family my parents had dogs but this one was first one that I paid for everything for him. Sully was a golden retriever born on November 10th 1998. Him and his 6 siblings flew to Vancouver BC From Alberta Canada when they were 8 weeks old to start a new venture. They were all in training to be an assistance dog. I puppy raised him from the time he was 8 weeks old. And at 16 months he even came to high school with me. He went in to advance training where he was suppose to learn to turn lights on and pick up things but Sully had other things on his mind. He didn't want to work.
Well that day came were he had been release from the program. My parents said we couldn't keep him as we already had kept the first dog we raised that had a health problem. I begged to keep him and I got my wish. Well Sully was a stubborn dog but we were very alike. He was a brat at time but I loved him.
In July of 2005 Sully started limping and had been on bed rest for quite some time. He was allowed to swim. Well the limp would never go away and any time he played he could barely walk. He had X-rays done in early October and had to sent to a specialist. I was waiting to find out the results.
On October 16th 2005 I was taking Sully and my parents dog and one of the dogs I had in training whose's birthday it was I was to go swimming. Sully was breathing kinda funny but I didn't think too much of it and took them to the beach. Well Sully played and swam a bit but not being his usually self. He would usually chase the stick and swim. Then I noticed he was shaking and breathing heavier. So we left and I took him to my work which is a vet clinic ( I am a dog groomer there). The vet looked at him and felt him but couldn't find anything abnormal. He thought he might have and infection of some sort. So he got a shot of antibiotics and said if his breathing isn't better bring him back the next day for blood work. Well it wasn't better and I took him back in the morning to get blood work.
Well at about 5:30 that night the vet called (who is also my boss) The bloodwork showed that Sully was anemic which could mean that he is bleeding internally. A soon as I got of the phone I almost died. It was the worst news ever. I had to bring him back the next day for an ultrasound. It was confirmed he had a tumor on his spleen and liver. So I was told to spend time with him and that in a couple of days they will do an exploratory on him to see where the bleeding is coming from. Wednesday night the day before his exploratory he was his usually self and jumped on the kitchen table and stole a baked potatoes. So on Thursday October 20th 2005 he was put under and they opened him up and he had about 20 lumps on his liver and his spleen. The bleeding was coming from his liver. I had to make a decision which was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. But I knew he would never recover and there was nothing that could be done. He was put to sleep. I had found out during that week that his legs where not good either from the X-rays.
I would have never have thought he wouldn't make it to his 7th Birthday. He always looked so young. I see some of his siblings and they are light in their face and look old but Sully never did.
He was a great companion where ever he went. He loved camping and rarely barked. He loved everyone. I miss him dearly he will be remembered forever. Here are some pictures of him.
