Senior Golden Finds a Home

Here is the old girl when we finally decide to go inside.

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It is hard to capture in a still, but she comes cantering up that ramp! Feathers and ears flying in the wind!

Kevin
 
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Wow! Quinn has been with us for a little more than two years! Her weight is down to 80 pounds from 125. Her activity level is up and she keeps defying the odds. We are so happy she chose to come to live with us.

The cancer is still active but she does not seem to care. Her joints are like mine, some days a real pain. We have pills, holistic and medical, to deal with that. We try not to dwell on the negative, not always easy. Every day Quinn rules the roost and her two housemates know it. She has taken a chunk out of the new boy when he would not listen to the growls that should have warned him to back off.

Her appetite is good, even though she is dieting. We are pleased with the weight loss and would like her to loose more but we are not starving her.

Right now, she is on the couch, snoring away the morning! We are blessed!

Kevin
 
That's great to hear StrawHat! Do you want to take in another boarder? I'm available . . . . ;)

How about another picture of Quinn? That mellow dog melts my heart!
 
Contented canines!

Most of the time. Seamus, in the middle, is 9. Ted, the red boy, is just 2. Those two rough house most of the day. Every now and again, Ted wants Quinn to play. She will, on very rare occasions but mostly you see her teeth and hear a low pitched growl. Even I know to back away. But not Ted! Nope, want to see where angels fear to tread? Follow Ted!

Kevin
 
This morning, Quinn gave us a scare. Up at 5:00am as usual. Out the door, run around a bit, do a back roll, pee then back in the house. A nap before breakfast. Eat a good meal then back to the door. At this point, I usually go out with her and we walk in the yard until she poops. Today, she heads down the ramp and flops on her back for belly rubs. All normal until she tries to get up. Her back legs aren’t working correctly, specifically the right hind leg. Because we have had senior dogs in the past, we have a variety of slings. Herself brings one and we get it on Quinn and with our help, she walks back to the house. She lays on the floor of the office and the two males come in and nose her. Apparently that did the trick as she hopped up and trotted back to her crate where they can not bother her.

I know it is inevitable but…I am never ready.

Kevin
 
I'm sorry to hear it, Kevin. It's tough to watch, I know. I look back to that first picture of Quinn and it's clear she's content in your care. Heck, I might put myself up for adoption if I thought you had a big enough sling!
 
As it happens, we had a vet visit scheduled for Quinn this afternoon. Yes, the cancer is spreading, but very slowly. Quinn was diagnosed with metastic mammary cancer just one year ago. Most bitches with that diagnosis lived 1-3 months. (We feed raw instead of kibble and that is the biggest reason for that good news.). A very thorough exam by the vet indicates that like me, arthritis is finding a home in the old girl. A couple of other minor problems but the arthritis is treatable. Some of the arthritis treatment works against the cancer treatment and vice versa, but we we work that out.

Quinn enjoyed her vet visit! Her vet, Sasha, is a wonderful vet and fusses over all of our dogs, yet also gives a very thorough exam. She also understands the owners needs and wishes. I have already explained to her that should she leave this practice, we would go with her. Our loyalty is to her, not to the practice.

Quinn is now home, had her evening meal, a meaningful walk around her yard, and is now snoozing next to my chair.

The two dogs are playing “bitey face” and will do so until the sun goes down.

Herself and I are gradually relaxing. I am looking forward to a glass of Sambuca and a nights rest.

Thank you all for your thoughts, good wishes and prayers. We appreciate the support.

Kevin
 
Final Update

It is with a very heavy heart that I post this final update on Quinn. This weekend she was a bit slower than usual but still eating, going out and bossing the two younger dogs. Saturday morning she ate breakfast, went out, came back in a laid down in my wife’s office. At noon, she did not eat. She did not eat supper. She would not move from the bed she laid on. We had an appointment with her vet for today and we realized she would not be coming home. Deb and I alternated time laying with her. She was not in pain but not comfortable. She was panting, but not from being hot. All day Mothers Day, the same thing. We spent Sunday night on the floor with her. She enjoyed being petted and if we stopped she would nudge us. I could rest my hand on her and she would be okay but if I removed my hand, she was nudging one of us.

She probably knew she had a Vet appointment, so she chose to die at home. This morning, at 5:45 am, Quinn took her last breath. She was in the arms of my wife and myself and her two younger dogs were also with her.

She was only with us a little more than 2 years. I hope that we enriched her last two years as much as she enriched ours.

We learned a lot about caring for Senior dogs by those we had prior to Quinn but they aged into their seniority. We are now back to two dogs, our limit, but when the time is right, we will become adopted by another Senior.

Today was a rough day, picking up toys, making arrangements for her, taking her to the vet and leaving her there. She will come home in a week or two and rest with the other four under the Pink Dogwood tree.

Thank you, all, for your thoughts and good wishes in the past. We, and Quinn really appreciated them.

Kevin
 
I'm sorry Kevin. You and your wife have had a terribly rough weekend. Take some solace that you and your wife were there for Quinn all the way to her departure. I look back to Quinn's grin when you brought her home. She knew she was in your caring hands. You gave her a wonderful home in the twilight.
 
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