Poor Dusty got a mast cell tumor. We had seen that she was biting at her leg, but at first we thought it was a rash. Then it started to swell, so we thought she had been bitten by a spider.
When I got the diagnosis, at first, I didn't realize it was fatal. Poor thing. If we had gotten in sooner, they may have been able to cut it out, but that would have meant taking her entire leg. Chemo was not an answer either because it would have maybe bought her a couple of months and it would have made her pretty sick.
I took some pictures of her last days......
We tried to keep her comfortable, but she ended up waking up at 2am October 27th whining pretty badly. We had to take her to Blue Pearl Animal Hospital where they sent her on her way.
I always felt bad that I left Muffin in her final moments and I swore that I would never do that again. I was a LOT more calm than I thought I would be...eerily so. Terry and the boys had a really hard time.
(These last pictures were not of the actual process. These were taken while waiting to be seen by the vet) It was very fast and she passed serenely. I can't believe how fast 14 years went by.
Here are some the sympathies we received
Alex and Eden had one of their talented friends (Kenzie Rodriguez) draw this for me (all of us). It was from the photo below that Keesha Brentel took at one of our camp trips at Diamond Fork. It has always been one of my favorites. Alex thought that daisies are on of my favorite flowers, so he had her draw them in the background.
Farewell over the Rainbow Bridge my Sweety....til we meet again!
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