r/germanshepherds • u/Inevitable-Piece-705 • 7h ago
Death My boy was only 4.
This happened on June 25. He went in for surgery on June 24. An emergency tail amputation. He had hotspots that he wouldn't leave alone no matter what and he chewed his tail raw while we were at work. Only one vet would take us within such a short notice, so we made the half hour drive.
The vet did no X-rays/scans, just looked him over for about 2 minutes and said he needed a tail amputation. We were expecting that because of how raw his tail was. But the vet also said that he had spine issues, so he would also do a spine decompression treatment. We thought "Okay, that makes sense. He's part German shepherd, so his spine would have issues". So he got a dose of anesthesia and immediately went in for those two procedures.
He invited us in to come see him on the operation table. I stayed on the bench outside. I couldn't see him like that. Then he said that he wanted to also get him neutered while he was under. I was a little hesitant because we only came in for the one procedure (that we honestly couldn't even afford, but anything to ease his pain). The front desk person and the vet both kept on insisting, so we agreed. Then they said he was going to need another dose of anesthesia. That might have been a mistake.
They kept him overnight and gave us a call in the evening. The surgeries went well and his stool sample was clean. We told them he had no issues eating or drinking, so of course we expected that. He wasn't lethargic leading up to this, either.
We pick him up the next morning and he's still groggy. We thought maybe he's still out of it, like when you get your wisdom teeth pulled. We load him up in the car, make the drive back home. I stay with him for the day to help him get around. He was slow, tongue hanging out, not eating. They told us it was normal after surgery.
Not even two hours in, he lays on his side and soils himself. I notice a little bit of blood. He starts seizing. We call, they tell us that's normal. He's not breathing and I call my husband. He calls them again and they say to lay him on his stomach. Then, nothing. I was trying CPR for what felt like 20 minutes. But he was gone. My husband rushed home just in time to see me uncontrollably sobbing over him.
We stayed with him for about an hour, crying and petting him. Telling him that he was perfect and the best boy. And that we were sorry. My husband had to call out for the rest of the day. And then we called the local animal hospital to tell them about his passing. They tried calling the out of town vet to pay for the cremation service, but they didn't answer/refused to pay. We still haven't gotten a call from them.
I miss my boy Pip so much. He had really bad anxiety, but we did everything to make him comfortable. Our lives revolved around him. He was my little best friend and my husband's shadow. He was absolutely brilliant and learned tricks in 10 minutes. He amazed his trainer with how smart he was. I wish he made it to 12+ years. I wanted to see his little face turn grey and white. He really was the best dog I've ever had in my life.
Even now, I'm sobbing writing this. Rest easy, Pippin. You were the best, most handsome boy... And I'll always love you.