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  1. Dear Ioana, My darling Dasha, also a wonderful rescue dog died today. I have cried for hours and hours, I feel like my heart is breaking. I have just read about your beloved Henry and my tears have increased to the point where I can hardly focus. Almost 2 months on, are you feeling stronger yet? I don't know how I am going to face each day without Dash. Any words of comfort will be gratefully received. Best, Kaz
  2. My dog died today.

    Today I made the heart wrenching decision to call the vet to come to my house to put my darling girl Dasha, a staffie border terrier cross, to sleep. I rescued Dasha 6 years ago from a dog's home where she'd lived for over two years; the workers at the rescue centre couldn't believe she'd been over looked for such a long time. She has been such a wonderful dog, so loving, so sweet natured but also with a devilish streak which has got her into trouble countless times. Many a time on our walks the mist would descend and she'd be off, a dot on the horizon as I shouted and shouted for her to come back which I soon learned was a complete waste of time (and voice)... she would return, exhausted up to 3 hours later! I could never really tell her off though; a raise of the eyebrows would be about all I could manage as she crawled on her belly into the house. She has had many 'adventures' over the years acquiring the reputation of being a bit of a legend; I always felt she was making up for her 2 years in the dog's home. Four weeks ago, at the age of 13/14 she developed a grade 3 mast cell tumour on her leg. Surgery didn't remove all of it and it soon grew back. I promised her after her surgery I wouldn't put her through any more pain and so decided against chemo which I was advised could potentially give her 6 months more. I was told without it she had just 6-8 weeks left. Up until yesterday she was doing ok, but the pain relief I had been giving her over the last week wasn't working and she couldn't get comfortable. It was heartbreaking to see. She was limping badly after her walk and so I carried her the last bit home . Then last night she cried for over an hour before finally falling asleep after I doubled the dose of her pain relief medicine. I promised her she wouldn't have to go through another night like that again. And so the vet came to our house today. I can't stop crying, to the point that I feel I'm on the end of having a panic attack. The shock of her not being here, at the end of my bed as I type this is almost physical. I am proud of myself for putting her first but I am really struggling tonight. My heart is broken.