I came home yesterday and found her extremely ill. She couldn't walk and her paws were in reverse while she was trying to stand up. She was breathing so rapidly. Sat with her at home for 2 hours until my roommate and her kids came home because I couldn't lift her up due to her growling at me. Wasn't like her at all. She would let my roommates son pick her up so we took her to the vet. Discovered that her immune system starting attacking her body all of sudden and her red blood cell count went down to 13 % putting her in a crisis mode. The vet said she needed to go to the ER and get blood transfusions but she was so beyond help that the chances of her surviving were slim so I made the hardest decision and had her put to sleep because she was suffering and in so much pain. My roommate, 3 kids and I said our goodbyes and my roommate's son and I stayed with her to the end. It was horrible. My husband was stuck on the train so he didn't get to say goodbye so he feels really horrible about it.
My daughter was the one who picked her and my roommate's son called her and told her. She was so sick about not being there with us.
She was only 7 years old so it was all so sudden because 2 days ago, she was fine.
Still really having a rough time of it today. House feels so f**** empty without her.
I just feel bad for my roommate's 16 year old son because my dog slept with him every night and he just went through a horrifying loss two weeks ago with his good friend from school dying in a fire just like Chicagoblue did.
Depressing to think about all of this.