Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Samageddon - Another post about my senile dog

Oh Sam. My sweet sweet Sammy dog.

12:45 a.m.

That's when I finally gave up last night and came to the couch. I woke her up from a deep sleep at 10:45, walked her (AGAIN) and gave her two Benedryl.

She then started the wandering.

Around 11:30 J came to bed and that's when the barking started. We decided that it was purely behavioral and not senility. Or rather behavior due to senility and dang it we are the adults/owners/alpha beings in this situation and she can just GET OVER IT.

So we locked her out of the bedroom side of the house and listened to her bark until 12:45. At which point J said "That's it she has to be put down."

At which point I grabbed my pillow and blanket and headed to the couch while he yelled after me "You are just giving into her behavior you know. You aren't changing anything."

To which I replied, "No shit."

As soon as I snuggled into the couch she laid down next to me and fell asleep. She slept until 6:30. This is actually huge progress.

Today she's been up and about more than usual. I think she really has gotten her days and nights switched and I'm going to keep giving her Benedryl and try and get her straightened out. I know the end is not to far away but it's not here yet.

We seem to be at the point where I need to put a lot of energy and thought into keeping her comfortable and aware of what's going on. She's been sleeping under my desk while I worked for 14 years. I'm not ready to let her go and I know it's not time yet. I'm not ready to lose my sweet Sam.


2 comments:

Unlikely Oilfield Wife said...

Aww, I'm so sorry about your pup! An older pet can be so hard/sad to deal with. Thinking about ya!

yogurt said...

Hugs. It's so hard to decide when to let go.