MaryK
Honored Member
It is with unbearable sadness that I have to tell you all that my Darling Zeus, my Main Man, The Big Kahuna, had to be assisted Across The Rainbow Bridge this morning. Please excuse typos as my eyes won't stop watering.
Yesterday he seemed better on his morning constitutional, but I did notice his hind legs were 'stiff'. In the afternoon he did, as always, perk up and play the perfect audience whilst Leaf did her tricks. But around 8.p.m. he couldn't walk, not even assisted. Then at 11.p.m. the seizures started. I spent the entire night just holding him, trying to ease him, and well just talking softly too him and playing quiet music. I couldn't even tell our wonderful Vet Kyle how many, they just kept coming, with a few seconds, sometimes minutes in between.
As 8.a.m. I rang my wonderful vets. The young nurse who helped so much with Rakins answered and knew, without me having to say much, that Zeus' time had come. She immediately said she would ring Kyle (his vet) and ask her to come in early. So, crying like crazy, we got Zeus into the car by using a towel as a stretcher and, through driving rain, took him for his last earthly car ride.
They had everything ready for him, gave him some valium so I could spend a few quiet moments with him, but sadly the seizures started again so Kyle and I knew it was definitely the time. He crossed quickly and peacefully, not head jerking as Kyle said may happen due to the seizures. He just lay in my arms and went peacefully to sleep. He looked so peaceful, so content and young again. Kyle and I stroked him and talked to him and she said I was so lucky, my Dogs always let me know very clearly when it was their time. And I am! That is truly something to be thankful for, no 'is it or isn't it' - they make it very plain.
But please, let us Celebrate his wonderful life. For he really did have so many adventures, had been to so many different places. He'd been there, done that, but never did he leave my side. Always Mom"s Boy but always so sociable to every one he met. Always ready to extend the paw in friendship to any stray dog or cat I brought home. Never jealous, my Boy didn't have a jealous bone in his body, he loved Life and everything and everyone in this world.
He and his sister, my beloved Late Tiger Lily, were a pair of little scamps as pups. Oh so many memories, like their attempt to become artists. Oh dear, really guys, painted teeth aren't a good fashion statement, and whilst Francis Bacon may have been pleased with your work, Mom wasn't quite so impressed. That's just one of their memoriable puppy times, there are many, many more. They loved life that's for sure.
And he was the best Big Bro and mentor to little Leaf. He taught her to be brave and not be scared of dogs barking at fences, big boy toys and all the other scary things that would scare a timid little girl. Nothing ever phased Zeus! She knew it was his time, she said her goodbyes, but I don't think she'll ever forget her Big Blue Heeler Big Bro Mentor, friend and confidante. Zeus was my confidante as well. He knew everything about me. Always ready with his sturdy shoulder for a good cry and delighted when it was a good joke or good time shared. And he just LOVED car rides, bet he's up there now checking out the cars with Tiger Lily (who hated cars but hey he's my Bro) and taking a car ride around the Rainbow Bridge.
So, raise your glasses high, sing a good Irish Song, don't worry if you're out of tune, Zeus will feel quite chuffed as he wasn't any Pavarotti, and let's Celebrate with the Best Wake Ever the Wonderful Life of my Boy Zeus. A fighter to the end, I was blessed with four 'bonus' years after he was diagnosed with cushings, over twice as much as most people have.
Thank you all for all your love and support. It's made me feel that I am not alone and I have friends who care.
Yesterday he seemed better on his morning constitutional, but I did notice his hind legs were 'stiff'. In the afternoon he did, as always, perk up and play the perfect audience whilst Leaf did her tricks. But around 8.p.m. he couldn't walk, not even assisted. Then at 11.p.m. the seizures started. I spent the entire night just holding him, trying to ease him, and well just talking softly too him and playing quiet music. I couldn't even tell our wonderful Vet Kyle how many, they just kept coming, with a few seconds, sometimes minutes in between.
As 8.a.m. I rang my wonderful vets. The young nurse who helped so much with Rakins answered and knew, without me having to say much, that Zeus' time had come. She immediately said she would ring Kyle (his vet) and ask her to come in early. So, crying like crazy, we got Zeus into the car by using a towel as a stretcher and, through driving rain, took him for his last earthly car ride.
They had everything ready for him, gave him some valium so I could spend a few quiet moments with him, but sadly the seizures started again so Kyle and I knew it was definitely the time. He crossed quickly and peacefully, not head jerking as Kyle said may happen due to the seizures. He just lay in my arms and went peacefully to sleep. He looked so peaceful, so content and young again. Kyle and I stroked him and talked to him and she said I was so lucky, my Dogs always let me know very clearly when it was their time. And I am! That is truly something to be thankful for, no 'is it or isn't it' - they make it very plain.
But please, let us Celebrate his wonderful life. For he really did have so many adventures, had been to so many different places. He'd been there, done that, but never did he leave my side. Always Mom"s Boy but always so sociable to every one he met. Always ready to extend the paw in friendship to any stray dog or cat I brought home. Never jealous, my Boy didn't have a jealous bone in his body, he loved Life and everything and everyone in this world.
He and his sister, my beloved Late Tiger Lily, were a pair of little scamps as pups. Oh so many memories, like their attempt to become artists. Oh dear, really guys, painted teeth aren't a good fashion statement, and whilst Francis Bacon may have been pleased with your work, Mom wasn't quite so impressed. That's just one of their memoriable puppy times, there are many, many more. They loved life that's for sure.
And he was the best Big Bro and mentor to little Leaf. He taught her to be brave and not be scared of dogs barking at fences, big boy toys and all the other scary things that would scare a timid little girl. Nothing ever phased Zeus! She knew it was his time, she said her goodbyes, but I don't think she'll ever forget her Big Blue Heeler Big Bro Mentor, friend and confidante. Zeus was my confidante as well. He knew everything about me. Always ready with his sturdy shoulder for a good cry and delighted when it was a good joke or good time shared. And he just LOVED car rides, bet he's up there now checking out the cars with Tiger Lily (who hated cars but hey he's my Bro) and taking a car ride around the Rainbow Bridge.
So, raise your glasses high, sing a good Irish Song, don't worry if you're out of tune, Zeus will feel quite chuffed as he wasn't any Pavarotti, and let's Celebrate with the Best Wake Ever the Wonderful Life of my Boy Zeus. A fighter to the end, I was blessed with four 'bonus' years after he was diagnosed with cushings, over twice as much as most people have.
Thank you all for all your love and support. It's made me feel that I am not alone and I have friends who care.
