I didn't open this thread when I first saw it because I knew it would make me cry and it did.
First off, I'm so sorry for your mom and that little Shih Tzu. And I'm sorry that your exciting move has to be tempered with this sadness, but that's life. It seems like we only get joy with some kind of sorrow.
As for the treatments, I believe in aggressive treatments for humans. I have stood by friends and relatives and bolstered their spirits while they waited and prayed for chemotherapy and radiation and toxic drugs to do their magic. And when that person made a decision to stop the treatment, I have been supportive too, despite my grief.
But not with animals. Animals cannot understand the paradox that these highly debilitating drugs can make them "better." Miss Holly is almost 14 and frail and blind. I know the day is coming when I will have to decide about some kind of treatment to extend her life, and I will choose to keep her comfortable and happy and not put her through an even-more-painful regime.
One of Shakespeare's lines from Hamlet haunts me: "There is a special providence in the fall of a sparrow." We can't prevent all the sparrows from falling, but each one's life and death is special. All we can do is stop and take note, and maybe ease their passage.
If, as you say, the little Shih Tzu (what's his name?) helped your mother deal with things this past year, maybe that's why he was sent to her: so she could, in turn, help him through his last few months.
We only get the love of animals for short periods of time, compared to human lifespans. I'm convinced this is so to teach us how precious every moment is while we have it.
Updated On: 5/15/10 at 09:05 AM