I miss Scooter so much!! We’ve had this cutie pie for his entire life. His long 15 years of life. For about a year now he’s had health issues. Bladder stones, arthritis, anxiety, and a few more things. Gosh I just miss him so much.
Last Sunday (not just this past Sunday), we had a neighbor over visiting with my mom and Scooter was laying down in his bed. He was laying there for less than a minute before he yelped and started to walk off of his bed, but slowly. I could tell that he was in pain all of a sudden but something in my heart just told me that it was different pain.. like something was really wrong. I sent my sister a text to let her know but he kept yelping every time he tried to lay down. We weren’t really sure why but she called me and told me to give him some medicine to see if that will help for the time being because it usually does. He’s on crazy meds at this point because he’s so old! Haha poor fella.
Later that night my mom and sister decided to take him to the emergency vet. The vet told them it was probably a slipped disk or something in his neck causing him extreme pain but the only way to know for sure is to do an MRI. MRI’s cost $$$$ and he’s 15 years old. He’s already struggling so much and MRI’s are expensive. The next morning, my sister told me this information and told me that we may be faced with the decision to put him down. I was shocked and not expecting it at all. She was planning on calling his vet right when they opened to take him in so she could take a look at him (because she knows his “unique” case!! lol), but I had to leave for work so I told her to call me as soon as she knew what his vet had to say.
I was only at work for maybe 5 minutes before my sister called me and confirmed that his vet agreed with the emergency vet and that we would likely need an MRI and with him being so old, we are faced with that decision. I just started bawling and luckily my boss let me go home to be with my family and I am so so so so grateful, to this day!! When I got home we were all just a mess. It was so hard. I didn’t expect to cry as hard and as much as I did. Not because I didn’t love him a lot or anything, I just didn’t think it would affect me the way that it did. I love Scooter so much.
Jessica always planned to buy Scooter a cheese burger when we put him down so we headed to McDonald’s together (my mom, Jess and I). Dumb McDonald’s wasn’t selling lunch yet so we just got him an egg mcmuffin or something. He devoured the thing like his typical self. Gosh, just writing this makes my heart miss him so much. When we arrived at the vet, we were able to take our time with him. His vet was amazing and so so considerate of us and this difficult time. Jess got to hold Scooter when he passed and I’m so glad. I think it helped her through it. She has taken AMAZING care of him over the last couple of years as his body has slowly started getting worse. We all just cried, said our goodbyes, gave him so many kisses and cried more when he was gone. I have never experienced putting a dog down. I’ve had Scooter my entire life.
How do people do this?? HOW DOES THE VET DO THIS?? My heart is just broken. We were all so shattered. We came with Scooter and we left without him :( :( :( My heart hurts for him. We’re doing okay… I think the best we can. It’s amazing how much I miss the most annoying things about him but I do. There’s no bark when the doorbell rings. When food is dropped on the floor, there’s no dog to quickly eat it up. There’s no snuggling or running around the kitchen. No more squeaky toys or Christmas presents. No more treats or dog food. No more “letting him out” one more time before we all go to bed. No more giving him his medicine every day. When you walk through the garage door after work, he isn’t there to greet you anymore. Just the other day I had been out browsing the store for a couple of hours and the thought came to my mind, “I should get home and let Scooter out,” only to realize that he wasn’t going to be there. I just miss knowing he was upstairs when I was home. I miss telling him to shut up when he couldn’t stop barking at my husband coming home from work. The boys have asked us where he went and we just tell him that he lives in heaven now with grandpa (my dad).
I just don’t think I can ever own a dog again. I don’t ever ever ever ever want to do that again. It has been one of the hardest, and different, deaths I’ve ever had in my life. We miss him so much. Especially my sister. We have so many fun photos to look at, videos to watch, dumb memories to laugh about… we’re going to be okay, it’s just getting used to life without him that’s kind of hard. I’m glad I have the support system that I do because we’ve lost a lot of people over the last two years.
Scooter has been a best friend of mine for a long time. When I experienced loss in high school, Scooter just knew that I needed extra loving. He just knew that snuggling with me, laying with me in the middle of the night while I cried, was what I needed. He was very connected when it came to snuggle time. He did dumb stuff, and he just made me laugh all the time. Like, I remember specifically, I was playing ball with him inside the house (when he was young & wild). We would throw the ball down the stairs and then laugh at how his butt wiggled when he ran down the stairs. LOL I threw the ball towards the stairs and it smacked him in the face, right between his eyes. I laughed so hard, forever!!!! Hahaha, seriously. Or the many, many times that we threw a blanket over him and then said, “Where’s Scooter? Scooooooter!! Where’s Scooter?” and he would go NUTS under the blanket trying to find a way out. Hahaha we drove him crazy with that.
We love you Scooter!! So much. No matter how much you drove us crazy. Please annoy dad in heaven for us!!! ;) Until we meet again.