Grieving Goodbyes – Putting Down My Dog Daq

For those of you who follow me on social media, you know that I had to put my dog Daq to sleep last Wednesday, September 28th, 2016 – less than two months away from her 13th birthday.

I thought that I would write something here as a follow up to last month’s post titled “My Dying Dog and the Love that She Inspires.” In summary, that previous entry explains how Daq came to be a part of my family, my best friend, and the details of her failing health that the vets believed was likely bladder cancer.

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Daq and my mom’s dog Deeks were being kept out of the kitchen during painting, but Daq pushed through and got paint all over herself.

I was painting my mom’s kitchen two weeks ago when she and I started talking about Daq’s worsening condition. For the first time, I admitted that if my husband Chris was home from overseas I would put her down. I started to cry as I had the crushing realization that I needed to put Daq down now, before Chris got home.

My husband works internationally for a month at a time, it would have been a two-week period before he got back and we were able to put her to sleep. I wanted so badly for him to be home, not only as emotional support for me, but because his connection with her had grown so strong and I knew he wanted to be there with her at the end. Something that other pilots/pilot’s families know all too well is that working in the industry means that you miss a lot of things at home – no matter how important they might be.

Many people had confessed to me about how hard it was for them to make ‘the decision,’ but it still hadn’t really prepared me for saying goodbye to Daq. What made it even harder was that I kept a very active social media presence that featured Daq more than regularly and that on those social feeds I posted Daq at her happiest, silliest, and most beautiful. This meant that her death may have seemed sudden to some online-onlookers, but our reality behind the social media veil allowed me to be sure that I was making the right decision.

This was our typical day:
-Wake up at 3:00am after going to bed at 1:00am to go pee (with blood)
-Fall back to sleep by 4:30am
-Wake up at 6:00am to go pee (with blood), she wants to sit and enjoy the backyard for a half hour
-Fall back to sleep by 7:45am
-Wake up at 9:00am to go pee (with blood), hang out in the backyard
-Daq sleeps throughout the day with pee breaks as well as many bloody leaks which I then would clean up off the floor and comfort Daq because she’s embarrassed.
-Gets dark outside and Daq can’t see well – she gets scared and barks so I need to go out with her with a flashlight.
-Daq wants her independence to lay outside on the deck, but also barks at nothing so I need to sit with her and the flashlight
-Goes in and out to the backyard many times from 6:00pm-1:00am together
-Repeat from beginning

This also included me watching her strain to pee drops of blood at least five times each time she went out and petting her as she cried a lot more often.

 

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Purple Woods with Harley and Daq.

Aside from her daily struggles, Daq was still eating (she loved food) and she almost always had a smile on her face. The thing is, that it’s hard to tell when your dog is in pain, because they often don’t show it. Her quality of life was worsening and I couldn’t personally put her through that any longer.

I gave myself and Daq time together before saying our final goodbye, I made the decision Thursday and her appointment was booked for the following Wednesday. During this period, I took many happy photos as my friend Harley and I took Daq to Purple Woods for a nice walk, my friend Ian and I took her for a tractor photo shoot, and she had plenty of other hangouts with visitors at home.

I was and still am completely overwhelmed by the number of people who wanted to say their goodbyes to her – I thank you.

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Ian, Daq, and I taking tractor photos.

Eve of Destruction

On the eve of her final morning, I had a few hours to spare between my last visitor and my mom arriving. My mom was coming to spend the night with us and help me bring Daq to the vet in the morning.

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During those few hours that Daq and I were alone together we went for our last walk at a nearby soccer field and we cuddled. I started to break down on the walk, the reality had begun to set in that this was the last one. When we got back, we went outside and laid on the backyard deck. I hugged her again and again, holding her tight. I tried to remember the feeling of her soft wavy fur between my fingers and I continually took in her scent. I cried into her fur and spoke about my love for her.

It was sad, but I needed it and I think she was just happy to cuddle and be petted in the cool fall air of our backyard, oblivious as to why I was upset.

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Daq’s pasta, see the video at the bottom of this entry.

That night I made her pasta – Chris and I always discussed giving her a great human meal for her ‘last dinner,’ she loved it and was very happy. She was excited to greet my mom at the door and to hang out with us all night. We cuddled with her, took photos, cried, but I mostly wanted to try to get through the night and try to distract myself from what was to come so we watched comedies on Netflix.

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Her Final Mourning

Her appointment was for 10:00am so that Chris could Facebook video chat in live (Indonesia is a twelve-hour time difference so it was 10:00pm for him). Getting the technology to work during the appointment was an added stress, but I do not regret it as it provided some closure for my husband who I love very much. We were both able to see her go peacefully, and we cried, which was necessary.

Watching my grandmother die last year in a hospital bed for almost 6 hours was hard. Her death seemed painful, sad, and frustrating. That experience was so exhausting and difficult, but it helped me during this situation with Daq. Putting Daq to sleep was humane; it was peaceful, quick, and almost beautiful. I held her as she laid on a blanket and I watched her slowly fall asleep from the injection. The vet was incredibly empathetic and cried a little herself, she also allowed us to stay with Daq for as long as we needed. I hugged and kissed her soft greying forehead more times than I could count, letting my tears fall into the fur around her own eyes that would cry no more.

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Photo from our last morning.

Daq is gone, but I still love her. I feel like putting her to sleep was the right thing to do and she lived a very long happy life. Thank you to everyone who has supported me during this process and to those who have shared kind words with me since.

At this point the surreality is wearing away and I’m starting to finally feel like she won’t be coming home, but things get better with time. I will get better with time.

Daq was an amazing friend who had so much love to give, was loved by many, and will be thought of often. I am currently grieving our goodbyes, but will revere our relationship.

Video of Daq loving her pasta:

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My Dying Dog and the Love that She Inspires

Firstly, you should know that my dog is the black female (and currently a little shaggier) version of Dug from Up

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The photo of Daq was taken just this morning!

I wanted to properly introduce my readers to my dog Daq. Her full name is Daiquiri and we didn’t name her. She was my family’s dog who Chris and I have been taking care of full time for almost a year now.

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Photos from 2008 are the earliest I can find without search through a million family photo albums.

Daq’s story intertwined with mine when we got a call while being on the waiting list to adopt disqualified guide dogs from the Lions Foundation of Canada Dog Guides in Oakville, Ontario. The foundation thought that they found a good match for our family and asked us to visit their facility to meet her. We knew that she was a black labradoodle, but that was about it. I remember thinking that she was adorable, but that she definitely didn’t look like the labradoodles I’d seen before. She was a bit shorter, rounder, and had wavier hair. The fact that she didn’t look like ‘typical’ doodles didn’t bother any of us. She was a sweetheart and we fell in love with her quite quickly.

I was approximately 15 at the time so my memory may be different than my siblings and parents. I remember thinking that she was so incredibly jolly, loving, and cuddly. We had lost our flat-coated-retriever to cancer at the age of 9 just over a year beforehand and I didn’t want to love another dog again, but Daq made it impossible not to.

At two years old, Daq had apparently been disqualified as a guide dog because she had a chance of hip dysplasia, was too fat, and too friendly. She had been on many diets, but she was always a beautifully stocky girl (more to love). The ‘too friendly’ bit had to do with how social she was and her innate desire to love everyone she meets rather than work and ignore distractions. These, of course, are amazing qualities to have in a family pet and I couldn’t be happier that she is my lil’ failure!

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Photo of Daq this year at age 12 taken by Natalie Wels.

Now, Daq is almost 13-years-old and we’re so in love, I like to joke that our connection is similar to Elliot and ET’s; if one of us is in pain the other is too or if I’m drunk, she’s drunk (refresh your memory of the scene here, also look at the cute doggy in the clip!). Chris and Daq compete for absolute best friend-status with me which Chris doesn’t seem to mind. When I moved in with Chris I would often have Daq come stay with me while he was away working internationally for a month’s time. I missed living with her and loved having the company. This past December, my mom asked Chris and I if we would like to take care of her full time since they had a full house with a Bernese Mountain Dog puppy, my brother, my niece, and occasionally one of my mom’s boyfriend’s sons. Chris had told me he’d been thinking that Daq should live with us because she was getting much older and he loves to see how happy she makes me. That is when our household went from two to three.

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My favourite photo of Chris and Daq from a couple of years ago.

Since then, Chris has fallen more in love with her than I ever imagined he would (which makes me love him more) and we’re a happy family. Even though he’s a bit of a clean freak, Chris was actually the one who invited her onto our bed! She is our friend, our baby, and our cherished pet.

Two months ago she started having accidents in the house, we thought that it must have been a sign of her aging, but that it would be more than manageable. Things became harder when I discovered that she was bleeding each time she urinated. The blood combined with the frequent urination could have been a bladder infection, but with her age it could also have been much worse. Through vet visits with urine tests and antibiotic trials we unfortunately ruled out the infection.

The vets say that she likely has bladder cancer and that it’s a tumor that is causing the blood. Without treatment, she will likely need to be put down sometime in the coming months and I will be there to hold her as she goes. Chris and I hope he will be home too, but know that we wouldn’t wait for him to get home if she was in pain. As long as she seems happy, is eating, and is still able to urinate we are keeping her comfortable and giving her a lot of love.

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Daq the deck builder extraordinaire.

Her ODS (Old Dog Syndrome) is making the process that much more difficult because she barks more (louder and about everything), is grumpier to other dogs, and in general can see and hear less. She has lived a long happy life, and I know that I will miss her so much when I have to say goodbye. Until then, she continues to surprise people with her smiles and personality. As I finish writing this entry, she is asking to go for a walk and being the cute babe that she is.

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Daq doing Sudoku in her old age.
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Sexy back leg that she sticks out.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fun Facts about Daq:
1. She has expressive human/gorilla eyes
2. She loves posing for photos and will sit in front of people if they’re having a photo taken (without being asked)
3. She sometimes (most times) eats and drinks while laying down
4. She lounges across the stairs and shows a sexy leg
5. She does daq-crobatics while rolling around on her back
6. She smiles a lot and has a sense of humour
7. She walks like a dinosaur when she pees and poos
8. She loves to dance to music with Chris and I in the kitchen
9. She refuses to look directly at any piece of electronic technology
10. She’s the absolute best

Life Lesson: If a dog has died in your life and you feel that you could never love another dog again, don’t worry you will. Dogs are innocent, loving, and loyal. Dogs are better than people.

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She made it to my wedding day and it meant the world to me.

A million photos of Daq being awesome: