Our Best Friend Bonny (Bon Bon)

by Janette Oswald
(Bolton, England)

07/11/11

We have just lost our beautiful german shepherd Bonny. She was only 8 years old. We miss and love her so much. It feels like our hearts have been ripped out. We had to make that dreadful decision to have her put to sleep.

It started in August this year. She wasn't her usual self. She sat there with her ears back, feeling very cold. Her gums were extremely white. Something felt wrong, so we decided to rush her to the vets.

We was not prepared for what the vet had to say. He told us that Bonny had suffered a bleed internally due to her spleen rupturing. I could not believe what I was hearing. Our poor Bonny was fine just a day ago.

She had a tumour on her spleen. The vet had no option but to remove her spleen straight away. That was so horrible, waiting for that dreadful phone call, to tell us whether she had survived or not. We finally had a phone call to tell us she was fine. Three days later we picked her up and brought her home.

Meanwhile, we just had to make her comfortable and give her plenty of love. That was easy with Bonny. She loved all the affection. I decided to put her on a special diet and not include dog food, just to make sure she was getting the best. This seemed to make her very well after a week.

Then she had a visit to the vets, which unfortunately was not good news. The vet told me she had a cancerous tumour which is called haemagasarcoma. I felt helpless and so upset to think that I would not see our little furry friend this Christmas.

She seemed fine for a month and then it hit her. She just didn't eat. We had to feed her like a baby. Nothing we gave her worked. I even cooked a marrow bone. But no, she would not touch it.

We had to help her. She was in pain and was bloated.

We said goodbye, which was the hardest thing we have ever had to deal with. My family and I are devastated.

We said goodbye whilst the vet injected her with her lethal dose. Oh my god, I cried. I held her to the end, telling her I loved her and not to be scared. She was not scared one bit, I felt this. She felt secure, probably because we did this at home. The thought of taking her to the vets was not on my agenda.

My last wish for our best friend was to make her feel loved at home. We are so glad we did this for her. We will miss her every day, but know she will be waiting for us, when our time comes.

We love you Bonny always in our hearts.