A few weeks ago, Sunna decided she could no longer go in the car. She tried. When I brought out the steps I'd bought to help her into the car, she went outside. I turned the steps on the side, to form a platform, and called her back. She took one look and went in the house. She hasn't asked to ride since.
Sunna does not want and will not accept any help. If she did, she could probably still go upstairs. She could certainly ride in the car. But she has made it very clear that she wants no help. I understand and respect that.
When my first dog got degenerative myelopathy, I decided the time to let go would be when the dog could no longer walk (use the hind legs). Interestingly, both of the first ones lost bowel control, but were still able to walk. Sunna still has bowel control but lurches around, often slipping over.
Originally, I thought I would feel guilty for putting a healthy dog down just because she couldn't walk. Watching her over these past weeks, however, I realize she will be unhappy when she cannot walk. At that point, she will have to accept help and she doesn't want it.
When she can no longer walk, I will have a tranquilizer from her regular vet, so she is not afraid. Just enough to keep her calm. She'll wait outside for a vet that makes housecalls. Since her appetite has remained fine, I will slip her treats until the vet comes.
There were times I didn't think she'd make Thanksgiving, but that is in three days, so she will. I hope she makes Christmas. I'd like to say goodbye next May. Probably an impossible dream.
Meanwhile, Sunna appears happy. If the strain of balancing on two shaky legs begins to wear on her and she loses her joy, we won't wait.
For now, anytime Sunna can walk is a good day.
It is a good day today.
Hugs your dogs and be good to them.
kjd
