Don't Hate The Hater, Hate The Hate! - - - - - Part 17

[Duke]

I hate that my wife and I had to put our dog down yesterday evening.

Sorry for the loss. I recently went through this a few months back with my dog and it really took a toll on me for a while. I know this sounds cliche, but just keep in mind that its in a better place now and that what you did was to spare it pain and suffering.

Sorry for your loss Figs. I went through that about a month ago when we had to put down our dog too & I miss him dearly. I hated to do it, but it was for the best because our dog was struggling with pain & I just couldn't stand to see him suffer.

 

[ComicChick]

my condolenses Figs

 

[The Navigator]

I hate that my wife and I had to put our dog down yesterday evening.

Sorry for your loss, that's really too bad.

 

[Figs]

Sorry for your loss Figs. I went through that about a month ago when we had to put down our dog too & I miss him dearly. I hated to do it, but it was for the best because our dog was struggling with pain & I just couldn't stand to see him suffer.

my condolenses Figs

Sorry for your loss, that's really too bad.

Thanks everyone.

The only other time I've had to deal with something similar, I was in middle school. The Rottweiler I grew up with had bad hip dysplasia and I had to help my dad put her in the car so he could take her to the vet, she couldn't get up anymore.

This was much worse though. My wife and I were both in the room petting our dog and crying. When the doctor asked us if we wanted to stay with her while she put our dog down my wife almost didn't want to but we both felt it would be kind of sad if the last thing our dog(her name was Pixie)saw was us leaving her alone in the room. It was pretty damn hard to go through and I come home from a bad day of work today and forget, then open the bedroom door and she's not on the bed anymore.

Here are a few pics. She was a Chihuahua/Corgi mix. I usually don't like Chihuahuas or small dogs for that matter, but when my wife and I started dating about 8 years ago Pixie really grew on me.

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[Anita18]

Thanks everyone.

The only other time I've had to deal with something similar, I was in middle school. The Rottweiler I grew up with had bad hip dysplasia and I had to help my dad put her in the car so he could take her to the vet, she couldn't get up anymore.

This was much worse though. My wife and I were both in the room petting our dog and crying. When the doctor asked us if we wanted to stay with her while she put our dog down my wife almost didn't want to but we both felt it would be kind of sad if the last thing our dog(her name was Pixie)saw was us leaving her alone in the room. It was pretty damn hard to go through and I come home from a bad day of work today and forget, then open the bedroom door and she's not on the bed anymore.

Here are a few pics. She was a Chihuahua/Corgi mix. I usually don't like Chihuahuas or small dogs for that matter, but when my wife and I started dating about 8 years ago Pixie really grew on me.

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We did that for my family's first dog. There was no other option for us, emotionally. We couldn't just say goodbye to him as he was being wheeled away, then brought back to us lifeless. He got to pass in my mom's arms, and my sister and I each took a paw. (Dad was in Taiwan and it was impossible to get home in time - the dog had had a severe stroke pretty suddenly.) We told him he was a good dog (he was very much a good dog ) and he went very peacefully.

The last thing he could have remembered was being loved by the people he loved most. That's a gift you gave Pixie. Even though these coming days will be hard, don't forget that. ((HUGS))

 

[Figs]

We did that for my family's first dog. There was no other option for us, emotionally. We couldn't just say goodbye to him as he was being wheeled away, then brought back to us lifeless. He got to pass in my mom's arms, and my sister and I each took a paw. (Dad was in Taiwan and it was impossible to get home in time - the dog had had a severe stroke pretty suddenly.) We told him he was a good dog (he was very much a good dog ) and he went very peacefully.

The last thing he could have remembered was being loved by the people he loved most. That's a gift you gave Pixie. Even though these coming days will be hard, don't forget that. ((HUGS))

Thanks Anita! Yeah, that's pretty much why we stayed, just to let her know we loved her 'till the end. We're going to keep her ashes, my wife paid extra to have her cremated alone. Messed up thing is, we won't know if they really stick to their word or if they don't bother to clean up the furnace and we get ashes from multiple dogs. They're the major emergency vet in our area so I'm hoping they'll be honest about it. Either way, we wouldn't really know in the end.

 

[Warhammer]

edit: probably doesn't belong here

 

[Anita18]

Thanks Anita! Yeah, that's pretty much why we stayed, just to let her know we loved her 'till the end. We're going to keep her ashes, my wife paid extra to have her cremated alone. Messed up thing is, we won't know if they really stick to their word or if they don't bother to clean up the furnace and we get ashes from multiple dogs. They're the major emergency vet in our area so I'm hoping they'll be honest about it. Either way, we wouldn't really know in the end.

Yeah, our vet told us they'd keep his collar for us, but we never got it back when my mom picked up the ashes. She put the box in a planter, anyway. Some hydrangeas are growing in it now. I think that's how I'd like to go - in a tree!

 

[ComicChick]

edit: mental crazy post is gone now

 

[Manic]

I hate when expecting parents show off their ultrasounds. I'm not trained in looking at those things. It just looks like a series of blurry swirls to me. I'm taking your word for it that one of those blurry swirls is a human being.

 

[steintym]

Even as an expecting parent, I could barely make out a living being. What was even worse, though, was watching the ultrasound live. They were pointing out the heart, kidneys, limbs, etc. I was like "OK, if you say so".

They told us the wrong sex too. We thought we were having a girl for months until my wife decided to surprise me with a 3D ultrasound for my birthday. We both got a surprise ... Surprise, you're having a boy.

 

[ComicChick]

my mom has shown me my ultrasound pic and to this day, i cannot see myself in it lol

 

[Anita18]

I hate 3D ultrasounds, and how people put them all over Fb. Yes, it looks like a baby, but goddamn, let the pre-kid have some privacy! There's just something so creepy about being able to see a baby's face but it not having any idea how its naked self is being posted all over the internet. Yeesh.

 

[Cosmic]

I hate Fb.

I hate people who leave their shopping cart next to (or in) their parking spot when they're finished using it. Even worse, when they only had to walk like 20 feet to put it where it belongs. I wish they could be prosecuted for a felony offense.

I super-hate people who leave (or throw) their garbage out on the highways, or in any public place where somebody they don't know will eventually have to go out and clean up. People who get caught doing this should be fed to barracudas.

 

[Anubis]

Why Barracudas? Why not Piranha?

 

[Duke]

Why Barracudas? Why not Piranha?

Perhaps to eat him/her more slowly, thus being more painful??

 

[Cosmic]

Sorry, I was drunk. I meant to say piranhas.

 

[E-Man]

I hate that I may have to get a new computer. Hopefully the repair guy can work his magic.

 

[Anita18]

I'm not sure if I should hate not getting another internship, or be thankful that at least they're telling me I was rejected so I'm not left hanging. Six of one, half dozen of another, I suppose....

 

[Darthphere]

I hate that this cat were fostering completely hates my cat Clint. She's so cute and sweet but she hates my cat. Thankfully, I have a friend that is going to adopt her.

 

[Spider-Who?]

Thanks everyone.

The only other time I've had to deal with something similar, I was in middle school. The Rottweiler I grew up with had bad hip dysplasia and I had to help my dad put her in the car so he could take her to the vet, she couldn't get up anymore.

This was much worse though. My wife and I were both in the room petting our dog and crying. When the doctor asked us if we wanted to stay with her while she put our dog down my wife almost didn't want to but we both felt it would be kind of sad if the last thing our dog(her name was Pixie)saw was us leaving her alone in the room. It was pretty damn hard to go through and I come home from a bad day of work today and forget, then open the bedroom door and she's not on the bed anymore.

Here are a few pics. She was a Chihuahua/Corgi mix. I usually don't like Chihuahuas or small dogs for that matter, but when my wife and I started dating about 8 years ago Pixie really grew on me.

Spoiler

God, I know what you went through all too well. A few years ago I had to put down one of my dogs, Shadow. I was in my mid-twenties at the time, and he had been with me since I was about 8 years old. Minus a reptile and a hamster, he was the first true pet I had, and I literally grow up with him at my side. It such a cliche notion, but he really was family, really was my best friend.

I went away to college and obviously didn't get to see him much in his last few years. As extreme old age finally started to take hold, my parents called to say he had to be put down very soon. Being so near to graduating, I was unable to come home...Selfishly, I wanted to them to wait until I returned home a three weeks later - I wanted the chance to spend time with him before saying good bye. A day or so after telling my parents this, they called to tell me that he had suddenly improved greatly. His improved health lasted until I got home, where I got to see him act like his old self around me. It didn't last long though, and we knew it was time.

I only remember bits and pieces of being at the vet; it was such a traumatic experience. I remember holding and petting him as the doctor injected him. I remember the doctor being surprised that it didn't work, and at that moment I realized why he had miraculously gotten better when my parents were originally going to put him down - he had held on that last month of college so that we could see each other - walk through the woods together, play fetch (which always immediately turned into tug-o-war), sit in his favorite chair together while I pet him and read a book...(cynics can say differently all they want, but this is what I believe).

As the vet went to get another dose, I whispered in his ear, thanking him for being such a good friend...thanking him for waiting for me to come home...I told him that his work was done and he didn't have to fight it anymore. He looked up at me, and I could have sworn I saw him wag his tail ever so slightly, and then he was gone.

I will soon have to say goodbye to my other dog as well. She is 17 and though in remarkable health for her age, I know that blessing won't last much longer. She is every bit as good a dog as Shadow was, though they had very different personalities...where he was a calm/stoic dog, she is a rambunctious, goofy dog.

If I truly hate anything in this world, it's having to say goodbye to my dogs. Without question.

 

[Duke]

I hate that I ordered some books from a website & they made me wait like 10-14 days before I knew the books were out of stock & out of print. I actually found out on my own because I only got 2 books in the mail & I contacted them & they told me they were out. Was it too much for them to have contacted me sooner & tell me otherwise???!!

 

[SpiderCool]

I hate that I ordered some books from a website & they made me wait like 10-14 days before I knew the books were out of stock & out of print. I actually found out on my own because I only got 2 books in the mail & I contacted them & they told me they were out. Was it too much for them to have contacted me sooner & tell me otherwise???!!

That's why the kindle has a leg up.

 

[Figs]

God, I know what you went through all too well. A few years ago I had to put down one of my dogs, Shadow. I was in my mid-twenties at the time, and he had been with me since I was about 8 years old. Minus a reptile and a hamster, he was the first true pet I had, and I literally grow up with him at my side. It such a cliche notion, but he really was family, really was my best friend.

I went away to college and obviously didn't get to see him much in his last few years. As extreme old age finally started to take hold, my parents called to say he had to be put down very soon. Being so near to graduating, I was unable to come home...Selfishly, I wanted to them to wait until I returned home a three weeks later - I wanted the chance to spend time with him before saying good bye. A day or so after telling my parents this, they called to tell me that he had suddenly improved greatly. His improved health lasted until I got home, where I got to see him act like his old self around me. It didn't last long though, and we knew it was time.

I only remember bits and pieces of being at the vet; it was such a traumatic experience. I remember holding and petting him as the doctor injected him. I remember the doctor being surprised that it didn't work, and at that moment I realized why he had miraculously gotten better when my parents were originally going to put him down - he had held on that last month of college so that we could see each other - walk through the woods together, play fetch (which always immediately turned into tug-o-war), sit in his favorite chair together while I pet him and read a book...(cynics can say differently all they want, but this is what I believe).

As the vet went to get another dose, I whispered in his ear, thanking him for being such a good friend...thanking him for waiting for me to come home...I told him that his work was done and he didn't have to fight it anymore. He looked up at me, and I could have sworn I saw him wag his tail ever so slightly, and then he was gone.

I will soon have to say goodbye to my other dog as well. She is 17 and though in remarkable health for her age, I know that blessing won't last much longer. She is every bit as good a dog as Shadow was, though they had very different personalities...where he was a calm/stoic dog, she is a rambunctious, goofy dog.

If I truly hate anything in this world, it's having to say goodbye to my dogs. Without question.

It may sound harsh but although I loved my grandparents, I was more heartbroken when we had to put our dog down. It's a pretty ****** thing to deal with, but we didn't want to spend thousands of dollars on something that would probably only have given her a few weeks to a month. She was having kidney failure so we decided it was best to let her go.

 

[Scarecrow_King]

I hate it when someone at a stop sign waves you to go when it's their turn. They're trying to be nice, but it just ****ing ruins the point of a stop sign.