My 10-year-old dog passed away last night. Two weeks ago, he was treated for a severe ear infection; the vet prescribed Dermipred 20 (one tablet morning and night for five days, then half a tablet morning and night for 10 days). On the very evening the treatment finished, Wednesday 24th October, he started panting and couldn't put any weight on his front left leg. We took him to the vet on Thursday 25th October. He was diagnosed with muscle weakness in his leg. The vet put him on a drip, supposedly to help with the pain. On the Friday, he decided to do an X-ray. We went in to see him and, to our shock, he couldn't stand on his legs at all and started urinating on himself. We left him there for the X-ray, but an hour later the vet called to tell us he had died. Granted, he was old and had arthritis, but today we're wondering if the Dermipred was responsible for his health deteriorating so quickly and ultimately for his death.
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Yes, I know we'll find each other again in another life, I'm sure of it. We'll give it a bit of time and then we'll go to a rescue centre to make some dog happy, because I have so much love to give and the house feels so empty. Thank you for trying to cheer me up, it's really hard.
My heart goes out to you. This Wednesday, 24th October, was the start of your four-legged companion’s health declining; it was also my little rascal’s final journey, even though she was 17 years and 3 months old and I knew what the situation was.
My heart is in pieces. Mine was a very old lady—though I'll never get used to it—whereas yours was only 10. There’s nothing you can really say, because words don’t ease this gut-wrenching grief and that feeling of guilt which isn't rational, but is just a stage everyone goes through when they lose a loved one, whoever they may be.
I loved her so much, that little wire-haired dachshund with her feisty face; she gave me so much back. It hurts so much that I think she’ll be my only one; I need her to stay my 'one and only', even though I'm wondering how I'll manage to live without a dog in the house now. I think I’ll love them in a different way, these faithful companions. I’m going to try and do some volunteering at the RSPCA if I can, to try in my own small way to show all those poor things mistreated by cruel people that there are kind and gentle humans too.
I hope you also find whatever helps you to think of him with a smile, filled with lovely memories and affection.
For now, we're really going through the mill and it hurts so much, but I hope something positive comes of it.
Yes, I know we’ll meet again in another life, I’m certain of it. We’re going to give it a bit of time and then we’ll head to a rescue centre to make a lucky pet very happy. I’ve still got so much love to give and the house feels so empty. Thank you for trying to cheer me up, it’s really tough.
Then again, was it really the medication? We don't know, it might just be a coincidence... stay strong and please don't feel guilty, don't beat yourself up about it, you only did what you were told to do. We never forget our companions, and maybe one day you’ll be reunited... 🙂
Yes, it’s true, it’s so hard to think that instead of making him better, we might have actually hastened his end. But as you say, we’ll never know for sure. I just feel that people need to know this medication can be dangerous for our pets. Thank you, and yes, it’s going to take a lot of courage to carry on without him now.
Sadly, you'll likely never know for sure what your pet died of without a post-mortem. But is it really worth it? Is it worth putting yourself through even more heartache? Hang in there, it’s never easy.
