The End
So heres how it goes at the end.
On Saturday morning he couldn't stand up without help. Then he blundered into walls. The same one again and again. Went round in circles. He wet himself.
I phoned the vet and took him in. He always travelled on the back seat of the car desperate to look out the window. As I drove there was suddenly a thud from behind. He had fallen off the seat.
My son came with me 'to support me'. I carried Mutts with his head tucked into my arm, he seemed to barely weigh anything. My son burst into tears.
I took him in and had to sign a form. I could barely see it. the vet asked me if I wanted to be with him at the end. Of course. He took the dog, and came back a few seconds later with a shunt in his leg. A syringe of blue liquid went in the shunt and I held him as he died in my arms. It took a few seconds.
You can take him away and bury him if you want said the vet.
I live in a flat I replied it might annoy the downstairs neighbours.
Afterwards we stood outside crying. I had to drive home
I knew him twelve years. I keep seeing him everywhere, waiting for his routines. His confident presence - secure of his welcome.
He was a bad tempered smelly, aggressive, cantankerous, greedy, irksome creature and optimistic cheerful and loving.
We can scatter his ashes at his favourite spot. But everywhere was Mutts favourite spot.
He was the bravest dog imaginable, born without fear as he lived his whole life and the loyalist friend.
I feel now so very bloody sad and bloody lonely actually.
46 comments:
*hugs*
Poor Mutts. He was a wonderful dog who made such an impression on you life.
Aww. =(
*squeeze*
[hug]
*sending healing, peacefilled thoughts and a virtual hug to you*
I'm so sorry to see this Mutters.
You were brave being there with him too - that takes nerve, and he had his best chum with him.
Bless his heart, and yours.
You did the right thing by sticking with him till the end.
Form everything I've read he sounds like the epitome of a man's best friend.
My condolences go out to you.
When,as i'm sure you will, recover from the upset, a Mutley 2 would be good. Although not able to replace Mutts, i'm sure a new character will emerge!
All the best!
BIG HUG
He must have been an amazing dog - I have never felt that way about a dead pet
Such a sad loss, he sounded like he was a true friend
You're entitled to feel very sad about this. I hope you'll savour the happy memories you had with your buddy.
Oh, Mutley. Why didn't you tell me you had nowhere to bury him? I would have let you lay him to rest on our farm and you could have come for a couple days rest, yourself. :)
My Mother is a huge dog lover and would have joined you in weeping over Mutley.
Having said that, Mutley was very , very lucky to live to a ripe old age so well loved and cared for by dog's best friend.
xoxoxo
You have my deepest sympathies for the loss a great friend. You are truly a kind friend for ending his suffering and being there for him at the end.
I wish you much peace and hope and strength to carry on and remember this great friend.
You know he went peacefully and his pain was ended. It was his time.
I kept looking for my dog and listening for her for months after she was gone. It passes, slowly.
I would get another dog except each of my four lived to 15 and I probably don't have 15 years myself.
Put his photo at the top of the sidebar Muts, instead of way down the bottom, so we can all see him when we come to visit.
Big virtual hug.
Many hugs Mr Mutts.
I still have my dog's ashes; still can't bear to part with him; still miss him every day.
Much love.
Sxx
"The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long"
and Mutley burnt oh so brightly - I nicked that line from Bladrunner but the sentiment is still there. Thinking of you.
RIP Mutley
xxx
Feeling sad with you now too *hugs* xx
Oh Mutley. So sad. I am sorry for your loss.
Sorry to hear this. He sounds like he was a real character (as all JRs are)...
I feel for you. Grieve well.
I'm so sorry. He will be remembered.
Aww Mr M , so sad , you at least have some very happy memories that will keep him close :-(
Sorry to hear this. Not much I can say which is of any use, but he always looked like he had character when you posted pics. Remember the good bits not the bad!
I'm so sorry.
*hugs*
Loads of love.
It was the strong thing to do, make sure he had company. You were with him. He must have known it.
From experience you will be imagining seeing him out of the corner of your eye for a moment here and there, for a while. There is a Mutley shaped hole in the world and you are concious of it.
I think everyone commenting sends good thoughts and mental hugs. Here is another...
Let me add my condolences. The whole blog was based around Mutley and it's a sad thing. Thoughts are with you.
Really very sorry to hear this. All the best.
oh my god Rob, my heart is breaking with you...i am so very sorry, my friend...what a terribly difficult decision to make...and such strength to hold him and let him rest one final time in the arms he loved to be in...much love to you...
Our beloved Pig is only two, and already I wonder what life will be like without him; they burn so bright and so fast, do dogs.
So sorry Mutley - do get a replacement, though. A friend of ours who walks dogs told us that one of her regulars, a lovely mutt called Bruno (a sort of brown Ur Mutt, in the same way that Pig is a black one) got run over a little while back. A month later, the family are starting to think about getting a new puppy.
I'm so sorry.
You are in my thoughts x
Choked.
Mercifully short suffering after a long blissful life I hope.
Oh Mutley I am so sorry to read of the loss of your dawgie, thinking of you.
Di.x
So sorry M. Lovely son for you, and lovely you for Mutley. Couldn't cope better than that.
So very sorry for your loss dear
*hugs*
I can only say that I know exactly how you feel. Love and hugs from Sicily xx.
Oh Mutts, I am truly sorry to hear about the loss of your friend.
I confess I didn't know he was real; I honestly thought Mutley was made up for the purpose of this blog.
Please forgive my (with hindsight) insensitive comment a few posts back. I would never have made it had I known the situation.
It's terribly sad to lose a pet but it'd be worse not to outlive it...
Poor Mutley. Thinking of you. You're bound to miss him - shall I send you a guinea pig?
Sad to say I know exactly how you feel hon :-( It was Mutley that first attracted me to your blog - well OK, the obsession with pies may have played a role too - but you know in your heat that he's in a place now where he'll no doubt be nipping at ankles & showing the others just how special he is :-)
{{{hugs}}} darlin. Never forget the good times you had with him.
This message posted for you on my blog from Beast of Clerkenwell:
Ai Yah
My Fav ever dog (hate to have favourites) was a Jack
The Little rascal was my best friend for 18 months
I got him from Harpurhey dogs home and he saw me through the worst time of my life.
Mr Mutley, grief is always best dealt with by remebering joy.
I burst into tears when my Archie died and Im not a crier by nature.
Sorry for your loss.
Nick
Thanks everyone. I will be OK. I will be back to do some proper blogging - pies, boobs, social accidents, embarrassing sex, beer with weird names, perverted teens, masons, corrupt policemen, holidays in hell, monsters, prison ships, gratuitous nudity, talking vegetables, politics, celebrities, philosophers, famous friends, trips, the mooing phone, rotting genitals, pies, Icelandic sex perverts, the West country, mothers porcelain, pagan ceremonies, and best of all radioactive howler monkeys!"
I'm so sorry :(
Don't worry, he'll be up in the sky wagging his tail for ya!
All TTG's love at this sad time
You have our sympathies and we know what you are going through.
The four weeeks after we lost our Westie last year seemed to last forever.
"No more dogs," we said, "not for a while anyway."
"A while" ended in December, when our current Westie took up residence.
If you're a dog person, you can't live without one.
Give it a little time...
I echo the sentiments of all of your blog-friends here R.
xxx
actually, i thought this post was rather proper...
As a parent losing animals is pretty normal. We have more than our fair share to account for, but losing a special friend like Mutley is a much bigger deal. Take care.
I have two grumpy "old boys" - one who is 13 and a half and the other just 8, but with a serious heart condition. A few weeks ago, the oldest had a turn and I thought he was not going to come home from the vets. Luckily it was a vestibular problem and with TLC, he's back to his miserable self. I wouldn't be without either of them, even knowing the tough day will come sooner rather than later. I always think that's the rainy day that gives us the rainbow of life.
And, being fed up with wondering how long they have left (not that either of them knows they are old/ill), I madly decided to rehome a 7 month old Rhodesian Ridgeback five weeks ago.
So now we have grumpy old boys and a mad high energy girl. Life is chaotic but sharing whatever I have with them is a pure pleasure.
I always judge people as dog lovers or people I haven't got time for. We are lucky to have dogs in our lives as they don't care about who we are or what we do or say.
They wake up every day and just sniff their way through it. My younger boy is part-JR and views life that if you can't eat it or pee on it, it don't matter.
I hope you can soon find happiness in your memories of Mutley - feeling his presence means he can still be with you. May he chase cats, sticks or whatever he loved in life in your heart forever.
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