JFM225’s post just absolutely killed me like nothing I’ve read recently and here is why: my wife & I are having to face the issue on when to put down our 12 y.o. Malamute, Oz. We’ve had him since he was 1, and he was a rescue that a very kind-hearted meter reader for So Cal Gas stole from a drug dealer in South Central when he saw how he was being treated/kept.
He has been the best dog I’ve ever owned, and a complete member of the family up until recently. He had run of the house & my office (yes, he often went to work with me), including sleeping in our bedroom (or on our couches when we were on holiday). However, he doesn’t like our 18 month old daughter, and has made it obvious, so beginning about 8 months ago, for most of the day he has become an outdoor dog, with only the laundry room as his access to the house & shelter out of the elements. Our other dog, a 3 y.o. Leonberger, he never really clicked with—they play together (as much as he can), and are ok in sharing the same space on trips, but he doesn’t tolerate her antics inside and growls at her to stay away. The Leonberger, Jo-Jo, is great with my daughter and aside from outweighing her 130-24, and all the bumps and bruises that entails, they are fine together.
Oz was a brutal hunter when he was young–squirrels, rabbits, and his favorite, birds. He had a 5-6’ vertical leap & could get a bird in mid flight. Never got a cat though, much as he tried. However all that jumping & pursuing wrecked his front tendons & now he is pretty much hobbled, and all the weight of his torso is on his forelocks, not on his paws. We’ve got him on the max amount of Previcox you can give him, which is also slowly wrecking his liver, but at least he doesn’t seem to be in much pain. However the early signs of congestive heart disease are there, and he is beginning to pant pretty hard at times.
Overall his quality of life is pretty good—he & Jo-Jo hang out in the backyard quite a bit, he has his favorite spot underneath some palm trees, and he has a stream/pond that he likes to go water himself in. He is still up for a quick game of thump with Jo-Jo, and he gets around, albeit gingerly, pretty well. He doesn’t like it when we leave w/Jo-Jo on hikes w/o him, and he woos on a consistent basis when leave w/her on the leash, and he no longer wants to even try getting in the SUV (w/ramp) to goto the dog park or lake for a visit/swim. He is pretty happy & his spirits are good–basically he lives for his naps during the day, his dinner, and 1-3 hours with Mom & Dad (and requisite tummy-rubs) once the munchkin is down for the night. He still sleeps in our bedroom & all that–it is just with the toddler running around that we refuse to take any chances.
Our vet thinks we should consider putting him down sooner rather than later (like within the next week or two), as she is a big believer in letting the dog go while he still has some dignity. I would hate to have him break a leg, or suffer thru any sort of torsion or similar internal affliction that usually hits deep chested dogs, but I’m really having a hard time reconciling the thought of shortening his life if I don’t have to. As long as he isn’t in pain, and his spirits are good and he is happy, I don’t believe that I have the right to pull the plug and rob him of life.
All our other dogs went quickly–a stomach torsion, and another with cancer, and one with a broken back (puppy ran into a tree–that sucked); I’ve just not had a situation like this where the vet is arguing for euthaniasia & I, whether for emotional or logical reasons, can’t justify supporting her position.
Anyone else been faced with this or have thoughts on when is the proper time?