Submitted by Anonymous on June 29, 2008 - 10:37am.
Hi there,
My name is Marthese Tonna and I come from a little island in the Mediterranean Sea called Malta.I know what you must be going through. I had to do the same with my darling Mitch. He was only 9 years old. When he was four years old he was paralysed from his hind legs due to a nerve strangulation between the spinal discs. Unfortunately, over here in Malta Europe, our vets do not operate on such cases, don't ask me why as I asked this question myself a million times. After taking care of my baby day and night 24 hours around the clock for 5 years, I woke up one morning to find that he can't lift himself on his front legs and was moving his head with great effort. I took him to the vet and she moved her head as if to say there is nothing else we can do. She gave him a shot and I took him home again but the next morning, I could tell by the look in Mitch's eyes that he was saying 'Let Me Go' and that is what I did. I am crying my eyes out at the moment writing this, people must think I'm stupid but I'm not and I know you will definitely understand. He was my little boy and gave me so much love in return, especially during the years of his disability. He every little thing i did for him he thanked me. Words were the only thing he needed but we still understood each other. Rest in peace my little darling. I miss you!!!
Thanks for taking care of little Gretchen....you are an Angel!!!
Hi there, My name is
Hi there,
My name is Marthese Tonna and I come from a little island in the Mediterranean Sea called Malta.I know what you must be going through. I had to do the same with my darling Mitch. He was only 9 years old. When he was four years old he was paralysed from his hind legs due to a nerve strangulation between the spinal discs. Unfortunately, over here in Malta Europe, our vets do not operate on such cases, don't ask me why as I asked this question myself a million times. After taking care of my baby day and night 24 hours around the clock for 5 years, I woke up one morning to find that he can't lift himself on his front legs and was moving his head with great effort. I took him to the vet and she moved her head as if to say there is nothing else we can do. She gave him a shot and I took him home again but the next morning, I could tell by the look in Mitch's eyes that he was saying 'Let Me Go' and that is what I did. I am crying my eyes out at the moment writing this, people must think I'm stupid but I'm not and I know you will definitely understand. He was my little boy and gave me so much love in return, especially during the years of his disability. He every little thing i did for him he thanked me. Words were the only thing he needed but we still understood each other. Rest in peace my little darling. I miss you!!!
Thanks for taking care of little Gretchen....you are an Angel!!!