Coping With the Loss of Our Beloved Dog, and Adopting a New Rescue
Losing Your Beloved Pet Is Devastating
The loss of your best mate, friend, companion, and soul mate is devastating for any pet lover. There are no words to describe the great hole it will leave in your life. The house is so empty and quiet. People who have never shared the love of a beautiful friend may say, “he was just a dog." That is not true. Our Titan was so loyal, and like many other dogs, I believe he would have given his own life to save ours.
The first time your dog becomes ill, you imagine the worst scenario. As you push this thought away, you believe you can cope if something goes wrong. When it happens, the realization that your wonderful friend has gone is unbearable.
Our Personal Experience With Titan
Titan, our Blue Heeler, had several life-threatening experiences over his 15 years with us. He was poisoned twice. The first time was from a neighbors mouse that died from snail bait. The second time happened when he fetched a stick on the beach that the vet believes was used to stab a poisoned fish. He survived both times. A few years later, he had a lump on his neck caused by a grass seed. As it was on his jugular vein it took the vet four hours to remove. Luckily, it was benign, and it did not slow him down for long.
At thirteen he developed a limp. He would lift his foot and look up at us with sad eyes. One vet wanted to cut off his toe, so we sought another opinion. They suggested putting him on Meta-cam. This relieved his leg pain, although we found out later it had side effects.
Over the next two years, it caused a growth in his stomach. We had blood and urine tests every few months to keep an eye on it. His stomach slowly grew larger, and at the same time he suffered from degenerating muscle waste in his legs. We kept a close eye on this progress and knew he was not in pain. The vet said as long as he was eating, drinking and using his bowels and not in pain he was okay. He put up a great fight, until one night he lay down on the floor and looked up at us. We knew it was time.
We asked the vet to come to our home, to avoid extra stress for him. He lay on our bed and looked up when they entered the room. When we were ready they let him go to sleep. My husband and I did not know he had gone as he never moved and was still looking at us. He was at peace. The vet later told us that he had an internal bleed.
We Chose Cremation
Because we travel a lot and did not want to be separated from Titan, we decided to have him cremated. This was not an easy decision, but we chose to do this so that at least we could take him with us. When we lost our 16-year-old cat we buried him in our garden. Years later we sold the house and had to leave him behind. Everyone has different ideas on this. Choose what is best for you and your particular circumstances.
That was the beginning of our torture. The house was so quiet and empty. To make it worse, the power company had turned off the power for the whole day to replace power poles in nearby streets. The solitude, with no distractions, was unbearable. We made ourselves go for a walk to get away from the house. For days we cried and remembered the good times. We went through years of photos on the computer of our travels around Australia with him. Each one held so many wonderful memories of trips to the beach, walking in the bush and exploring new places together.
I Thought I'd Never Have Another Dog
I always said because of our age that I would never have another dog. I understand that losing a beloved friend affects people in different ways. This article is not written to advise anyone on what is best. I believe that having another dog is a personal preference. It depends on how you feel and on your particular circumstances.
In our situation, our daughter suggested that we need another dog for security when we travel. I knew if we did, it would have to be a completely different type of dog. Yes, I love Blue Heelers or Australian Cattle dogs, but I could not face the thought of having another dog like Titan, as I would always be comparing them.
We were in a bad way, and we needed something to distract us. So I looked online for available rescue dogs. Many of them had behavior problems due to past ill-treatment or abuse.
Looking at these unwanted dogs gave my husband a little hope and the motivation he needed to do something. He still looked at Blue Heelers, and I tried to steer him away from them. We thought about choosing an older dog, about four or five years old. Although the best of intentions do not always work.
We Found a Beautiful Rescue Dog
We thought that a Kelpie would be the ideal size, although each one we saw was huge. We found a beautiful dog, but he was too big and actually knocked me over so we had to take him back, which was not an easy decision. Finding the right dog to suit you and your particular situation is very important or it will cause more problems.
In the end, we found a smaller dog. His mother a Boxer and father a Jack Russell. He is beautiful although he has a powerful D9 engine beating inside his little chest. He has so much strength for a little dog that he can still pull us over if we are not careful.
Before Adoption, Rescue Dogs Need to Be:
In most cases, the rescue homes charge a fee. The amount can vary between different homes and the type of dog involved in the adoption.
Our Beautiful Rescue Dog Adoption
Our particular adoption cost us $450. This included his sterilisation, microchipping, and vaccinations. As we live in the country, we had to take Keizer to Perth (100 kilometers from here) to have him treated. They told me the stitches were dissolvable. Although when we took Keizer to our vet to check him out, he removed the stitches when it was time as he said they were very tight.
So far, we have not regretted giving him a home as he has helped us cope with the loss of our beautiful Titan. Like I said earlier, rescue dogs often have problems, ours was abused. When we brought him home he crawled on his belly to us. If we lifted our hand he ducked, or when he saw a man in the red or yellow coloured work shirts he would growl. Even if a shadow went over him he would cow down. It was terrible to see, and it made us closer to him because we understood how he must have been beaten. How can humans do this to harmless dogs, I will never understand. I would call them animals, but in fact, in my opinion, that would be an insult to animals. Calling these people like that "human" seems incorrect.
It is now nearly four months since we lost Titan and we still have bad days. Keizer has definitely helped us through this time. We have just returned from another four-month trip around Australia. And yes it was a big challenge. Titan's ashes have pride of place up in our van, and occasionally Keizer would go and have a little sniff at his wooden box—which made us wonder if he knew something that we didn't.
I hope that all pet owners really take a good look at their wonderful pets. Understand their needs and if ill or in pain, think about their feelings, not your own. If your pet is in pain, you have to be kind and let them go.
Never hold onto them because you cannot bear to lose them. It is your turn to return the love they have given you by helping them.