02/19/2024
I have dreaded this post on this page about Bubbles bc it is so apparent that I have finally lost the last of my original 6-pack of Weeners.
On January 24, I noticed a lick spot under her arm. Took her too the vet and they did her kidney panels and treated her arm with antibiotics. He blood work showed perfection for a baby in kidney failure. Slight elevation in BUN, but she was home and arm was improving.
On Jan 30, I took her back for recheck on her arm and told them she seemed uncomfortable and panting a lot. Like out of breath. This was a new symptom. She was a couch potato, and over past 2 years had become deaf and blind.
The xrays showed a mass so big in her chest that her heart wasn't visible on one angle. It had pushed her trachea slightly over and had consumed- what the vet said was - 75% to 80% of her lungs. YES she was walking around and never panted or seemed in distress! If I had known it she would have been in sooner and visiting Dr. Novosad my vet oncologist. I am so devastated. I missed the tumor. So I decided to let her go. She was panting at the vet. She panted when I got there (she was a drop off) and then when I held her for the very last time, she wasn't panting as she was earlier. I think she knew. I spent about 30 minutes with her.
I told her to go with Olivia (R.I.P. August 16, 2013), Bella (September 22, 2021), Heidi (October 25, 2021), Alice ( December 21, 2022), and Daisy (March 18, 2023).
I kissed her snout and held her as tightly as I could. Swaddled her as I sobbed from all that was within me. Her little head relaxed, and her breathing became shallow as I clung to the last heartbeat I could still feel. At 5:38 p.m. she was gone.