Mo'i, RIP...

Mo'i, RIP...  We took Mo'i into the vet this morning.  Andrea Russell, one of the two vets at Blacksmith Fork Veterinary Clinic, answered the phone when Debbie called.  After talking it over with Debbie, she invited us to come right down, which we did.  Andrea took care of the euthanization quickly and painlessly, and we were there with Mo'i at the end.

Now we both feel like someone kicked us in the heart.  We're so sad to have had to say good-bye our great friend, yet relieved that he's not suffering any more.  We're also relieved that he made the decision about when relatively easy for us; it hasn't always been so with our animals.

Blogging will be light-to-nonexistant today...

Mo'i update...

Mo'i update...  Around 3:30 this morning, Debbie woke me up, saying that she'd heard an odd “dog noise” out in the kitchen – as though Mo'i were trying to bark.  I got up and went out, and sure enough Mo'i was trying to bark.  The poor guy was so weak that all he could produce was a pathetic mix between a moan and a bark.  He was lying on the floor (instead of on his bed), and couldn't get his legs under him.  That's a fast decline from even last night.

I picked him up and laid him out on his bed.  He looked frightened and confused, probably not understanding why he couldn't get himself up.  After we comforted him for a bit he looked a little better.  We tried to get some water into him, but he wasn't at all interested.  Debbie and I laid down next to him and petted him until he fell back asleep.  It was good to see that fear disappear from his eyes, and his breathing return to normal.

We're going to see if we can get an earlier appointment at the vet.  It looks to us like Mo'i is doing the best he can to tell us that he's done and ready to go...