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Yesterday, I came into one of my regular clients house and found one of the dogs had suffered some type of seizure. The dog, Venus, is a larger pit who is always sweet and eager to greet everyone. When I came in, I knew something was terribly wrong. Venus's eyes were unable to focus and she seemed to be very excited to see me but unable to move. I checked for signs of a hurt leg, but it soon became apparent that something was very wrong.
I called Venus's mother, and father. I spoke to her father first. "Hi Dave, I believe something is very wrong with Venus." "Tell me." I went over everything that I was seeing. He said he would drop everything and leave for home. I got Venus two towels for her head (she was laying on the floor) and a towel to cover her since her seemed cold. I sat next to her and she began to calm down. I petted her head and spoke softly and keep my breathing regular. Soon, Venus had drifted into a restful state. Before I left, I told her I loved her.
Venus was a sweet dog, who had been sick for a little while. Her parents arrived shortly after, and told her to the vet. A mass on her spleen had ruptured and Venus had bleeding internally, and they had to say goodbye.
I say that I'm lucky all the time to work with such wonderful animals. I think that having a connection with dogs is what gets me out of bed. What I don't say enough is that I'm lucky to work with such caring animal parents. Not everyone can drop everything at work and leave for home. Not everyone will prepare homecooked meals for their dogs. Not everyone will keep communication with their dog walker open but they did. These dog parents are kind and thoughtful and I feel very lucky to work with them.
My heart breaks in these moments. I want to help, I'm so used to helping but there is nothing I can do. We discovered her early and Venus didn't suffer. I made Venus comfortable upon discovering her, calmed her down, and told her I loved her. If nothing else, she knew she was loved.
I called Venus's mother, and father. I spoke to her father first. "Hi Dave, I believe something is very wrong with Venus." "Tell me." I went over everything that I was seeing. He said he would drop everything and leave for home. I got Venus two towels for her head (she was laying on the floor) and a towel to cover her since her seemed cold. I sat next to her and she began to calm down. I petted her head and spoke softly and keep my breathing regular. Soon, Venus had drifted into a restful state. Before I left, I told her I loved her.
Venus was a sweet dog, who had been sick for a little while. Her parents arrived shortly after, and told her to the vet. A mass on her spleen had ruptured and Venus had bleeding internally, and they had to say goodbye.
I say that I'm lucky all the time to work with such wonderful animals. I think that having a connection with dogs is what gets me out of bed. What I don't say enough is that I'm lucky to work with such caring animal parents. Not everyone can drop everything at work and leave for home. Not everyone will prepare homecooked meals for their dogs. Not everyone will keep communication with their dog walker open but they did. These dog parents are kind and thoughtful and I feel very lucky to work with them.
My heart breaks in these moments. I want to help, I'm so used to helping but there is nothing I can do. We discovered her early and Venus didn't suffer. I made Venus comfortable upon discovering her, calmed her down, and told her I loved her. If nothing else, she knew she was loved.