Susan T.’s Corgi Pete was her first, and he lived for “thirteen wonderful years.”
Pete was a big talker.
“I got got him the stroller when he could no longer go on walks. I’d take him to the local bike trail and he would have such a nice ride. People would almost fall over themselves! DID YOU SEE WHAT’S IN THAT STROLLER?! I would explain his DM, just so people didn’t think I was crazy.”
(Pete LOVED the attention).
“DM really isn’t painful for the dog. Their caretakers feel more pain, fear and sorrow than they do. If Pete had been younger when he developed symptoms I would have looked into a cart for him, but he was doing OK for the most part.”
“I carried him up and down the stairs, I was always there for him. In the end it was not DM that took him, it was the Big C. I had promised him I would never let him suffer, so I helped him move on peacefully. What other way could it have been? Pete had always been there for me.”
Thanks for sharing, he looks like a darling boy. I had a very similar situation, working through the DM, and then….want a cure for both !!!!!