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13 days ago, I lost Mocha. Today, we lost Montana. I remember very vividly, 7 years ago, walking into the vet's office and being asked if I knew anyone that wanted a Golden Retriever. At the time, my husband and I had Belle and had gotten to know the vet pretty well. I took look one look at that little 9 week old fluff ball boy the vet tech had named Montana and fell in love. We lived in an apartment at the time and I knew we could not take Montana. I begged my parents to get him. After much debate, I talked them into it, although they were a bit hesitant. I brought him back home to them and of course they fell in love with him too. For the last 7 years, he has been glued to my dad's side. We used to come to my parents' home almost every weekend with Belle and Mocha, so they all grew up together.
Montana was the 100 lb lap dog type. He always wanted you to hold his hand. Over the last year or so, he has had a couple mild siezures. The vet didn't put him on any antiseizure medication because he said they were not severe or frequent enough to require meds. On the 4th of July, Montana had what my mom thought was a bad seizure. My dad was gone on a trip, but left to come home right away when he spoke to mom and found out Montana was sick. They took him into the vet on the 5th and the vet thought it may have been some type of nerve malfunction because Montana was still staggering a bit...i guess it almost looked like he was drunk. The vet said that he thought Montana would pull out of it and that it wasn't permanent. By yesterday, he was still the same and dad took him back to the vet. They wanted to keep him overnight and run some more blood work this morning. The vet called this morning to say that when they were taking Montana out to draw blood this morning..he had another seizure. They recommended my parents take him to the specialty hospital to determine the cause as they did not have the means there. Mom and dad took him out there and were told that he had a brain tumor. They wanted to keep him the weekend and run some more tests to be sure but my parents didn't want to leave him for the weekend. They were told that the tests were going to cost about $2000 and these were only the tests to confirm the tumor. The vet said that prognosis was not good. They made the choice to bring him home and keep him comfortable for as long as they could. They were not home 20 minutes when Montana began seizing again...and really bad this time. After it was over, he couldn't stand up...it was like he was paralyzed. He wanted to be near at least one of us for comfort..he was trying to scoot closer if we got more than a foot away. We all took turns holding him and comforting him as much as possible. He tried to drink water but didn't have any control of his tongue. We all took Montana to the vet and said goodbye. I am at a loss as to how to deal with losing Montana while Mocha's death is still so fresh. Even though Montana came into the family after I had moved away from home, he was still so special to me. Heck, I "found" him for my parents! I am just still in absolute shock right now. |
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