Post by Hazel on Apr 29, 2005 20:39:30 GMT 1
I only had my Oscar for 9 months before he went to the Bridge.
I got him from a rescue, he was 5 years old and he was lovely.
I went to the rescue and was told about this Springer called Oscar, I was shown to the kennel he was supposed to be in but it was empty, it was one of the ones with a door at the back were the dog could go for peace and quiet.
The assistant was looking rather perplexed, she wandered up and down the aisle scratching her head.
I then had an idea, I called out his name.
All of a sudden, the door flew wide open and this bundle of fluff came hurtling out with ears flapping, I swear he nearly took off.
Well !!! to say that he was happy to see me is an understatement, he really chose me for his owner.
I took him home and we had 9 happy wonderful months together.
One morning he was not looking himself, no wagging tail, not bouncing about, he just stayed in his basket all day.
By the evening I was so worried, I kept going over and giving him a hug but he just did not want to know, I had the lights down low but noticed a wet patch in his basket, I flicked the light on bright and saw a little pool of blood where his head had been.
He was bleeding fron his nose, I rang a 24 hour vet and he was seen almost immediately.
The Vet kept him in for tests and said he would ring me within an hour with the results.
That was the last time I saw Oscar, the vet rang and said poor Oscar was drowning in his own blood, his lungs were 3/4 full and he was still bleeding.
The vet asked if he could sedate him to try and slow or stop the blood flow in order to find the cause, of course I said YES.
The diagnosis took 3 days to find, Oscar had 5 tumors in his lungs and one had burst.
In the vet's own words, Oscar was a timebomb waiting to go off.
I had to let the vet put him to sleep as he could have died at any time within the next couple of days.
It was a hard decision to make but I knew it was the right one, it would have been cruel to let him suffer any more.
My one consolation is that while Oscar was with me he had a wonderful life and I will always miss him.
Goodbye my darling Oscar.
I got him from a rescue, he was 5 years old and he was lovely.
I went to the rescue and was told about this Springer called Oscar, I was shown to the kennel he was supposed to be in but it was empty, it was one of the ones with a door at the back were the dog could go for peace and quiet.
The assistant was looking rather perplexed, she wandered up and down the aisle scratching her head.
I then had an idea, I called out his name.
All of a sudden, the door flew wide open and this bundle of fluff came hurtling out with ears flapping, I swear he nearly took off.
Well !!! to say that he was happy to see me is an understatement, he really chose me for his owner.
I took him home and we had 9 happy wonderful months together.
One morning he was not looking himself, no wagging tail, not bouncing about, he just stayed in his basket all day.
By the evening I was so worried, I kept going over and giving him a hug but he just did not want to know, I had the lights down low but noticed a wet patch in his basket, I flicked the light on bright and saw a little pool of blood where his head had been.
He was bleeding fron his nose, I rang a 24 hour vet and he was seen almost immediately.
The Vet kept him in for tests and said he would ring me within an hour with the results.
That was the last time I saw Oscar, the vet rang and said poor Oscar was drowning in his own blood, his lungs were 3/4 full and he was still bleeding.
The vet asked if he could sedate him to try and slow or stop the blood flow in order to find the cause, of course I said YES.
The diagnosis took 3 days to find, Oscar had 5 tumors in his lungs and one had burst.
In the vet's own words, Oscar was a timebomb waiting to go off.
I had to let the vet put him to sleep as he could have died at any time within the next couple of days.
It was a hard decision to make but I knew it was the right one, it would have been cruel to let him suffer any more.
My one consolation is that while Oscar was with me he had a wonderful life and I will always miss him.
Goodbye my darling Oscar.