My husband bought Bigboi/Papa for me 7 years ago when we first met he was the best gift ever, besides our daughter who was born 5 years later: ) He had been with us thru it all our new house, when we had to move out of the house into a new house, our highs and our lows. He was a furry little fella.
I had taken him for his normal bath and when I picked him up I noticed some purple bruises all over his body, so I called the groomer and asked them what had happened and they told me he had already had those spots when he arrived. We did not see them due to all the hair he had. I took him to the vet and they did some blood work and told us he had a really low blood platelet count which meant he was bleeding internally when the platelet's are low its harder for clotting to occur, and that is what caused the purple bruising. They diagnosed him with Thrombocytopenia they could not explain to me how he got it, they said its just something at happens and can take over there body in 3 hours to two days. When the vet told me he had only 2 days to live we were devastated and so very sad. His blood work came back and his blood count should have been between 150,00-500,00 and he was at 8,000 that is terrible, they sent us home with medicine in hopes it would raise his blood count, but that didn't work. Papa died 4 days later due to so much blood loss. I saw my once happy go lucky doggy dying in front of my eyes, he stopped eating and drinking I had high hopes for him because the day before he stopped eating and drinking he was still jumping around and being the same Ole Bigboi. Then came Tuesday and everything came to a complete stop his gums were white, his ears no longer pink nor was his underbelly, everything that should have been pink was now white due to so much blood loss, he was anemic. We gave him a nice warm bath blow dried his hair and wrapped him up in his favorite Red blanket. We called his favorite people to come and say there good bye's. We cuddled him and loved him all day. When night time came we put his bed and blanket in our big bathtub and laid him there so he could be comfy and warm. Me, our daughter and my husband sang him his favorite Bob Marley song 3 Little Birds and he looked at us as if he was smiling and enjoyed every second of it. Everyone went to bed except me I stayed with him all night reminiscing about how I saw him be born, when we went to pick him up and bring him home, we had bought him this adorable little red hoodie, he was the chubbiest puppy out of all of them and the cutest. I read to him and just talked to him cuddled him and I let him know that I'd be OK if he had to go, (which inside I was not OK) he tried holding on far to long. I tried so hard to keep him here with us I fed and gave him water thru a syringe in hopes I could keep him alive. At 4:20am it came time for my husband to get ready for work, and he found me in the bathroom with no sleep just cuddling my dog he said honey you should get some sleep, but of course I didn't want to leave him because I knew he only had a little time left. My husband told Bigboi I love you buddy see you later and he took off for work... 20 minutes later Bigboi started breathing very Heavily and I thought he was thirsty so I gave him some water, but little did I know he was actually dying. He looked at me with these sad eyes he did not want to go, and I didn't want him to go either, but I knew it was time, I called my Mother-In-Law and I said he's dying can you stay on the phone with me and of course she did... His second to last breath really scarred me I have never seen death before until this day it was the saddest day ever, he took his last breath and his little body went stiff and that was it, his Beautiful Spirit had left his body and he was gone... This is where my eyes get really teary when I talk or write about it. I cried so hard and I was so devastated that we was gone.
I used to tell my husband all the time he is going to watch us get older and see our daughter off to her 1st day of school He had at least 7 more years left if he had not got this terrible disease. I loved my dog/son very much and anyone who has ever had a loved family member pet pass it really is devastating and it stays with you for a long time. I got him cremated and he is home now, it was hard to pick him up as ashes and not my furry little pal. just having his ashes home gives me a little comfort. I know I will see him again Over The Rainbow Bridge, I LOVE you Bigboi and always will, Love Mommy
Bigboi/Papa our Beloved Dog, R.I.P Nov 1, 2005 - Sept 26, 2012
Papa's Garden in the Making Phase 1, Thank you honey for all your support and hard work. I LOVE You!
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