Goodbye our Meggymoo

The post I’ve always dreaded to do. Letting everyone know that our dearest little girl Meg has left us for the rainbow bridge.

A week ago today, we made the decision to have Meg put to sleep, after a very quick and sudden turn in her quality of life. I always expected it to be her heart problems or throat/lung problems, or the cancer coming back, but in the end it was just cognitive dysfunction – doggy dementia- getting a bit too severe, mixed in with it generally being the end? Over the weekend she had some very runny poops, on Monday night while trying to settle her down to sleep (sleep regulation issues were one of her dementia symptoms) we noticed she wouldn’t eat a snack. Tuesday she seemed mostly herself, but still wouldn’t eat and had started to heavily vocalise (whining, howling) whenever she couldn’t move around or if we picked her up, she got worse throughout the day, as if all she knew what to do was aimlessly pace, and if she couldn’t do it she was distressed. With no interest in her dinner, we decided to order her chicken nuggets. A refusal of nuggets would definitely be a sign something wasn’t right. She tried nibbling at them, cried about the fact she couldn’t have them, but she just wouldn’t eat them herself. If we got them in her mouth she would badly chew them up and swallow them, but we knew things weren’t good when she vomited them back up half an hour later. We booked her in for the first vet appointment the next day, still hopeful it wasn’t too bad. She got worse as the night went on, she eventually refused water, would cry and whine and yell, anytime she wasn’t asleep. Even in the last 24 hours it seemed she had lost a tremendous amount of weight.

We took her into the vets that morning knowing what the outcome would likely be. Any quality of life had gone. Us and the vet decided to have her doped up on some drugs, took her home to spend the day saying goodbye, and then at 3:30 we took her back to the vet for the last time.

I’m very sure that we made the right decision, even though it was a very painful one, but I do wish we had more time with our little tripawd. I’m so grateful that we had this community to get us through her diagnosis, her amputation, her recovery, and her life moving forward. I don’t think we or her would have done as well without this help and support. We had our girl for 5 years and 3 months, and for about 4 years and 6 months she was on three legs. It sounds strange but I’m sad we no longer have a tripawd, for people to be in awe of and for people to ask questions about. I’m sad we don’t have our tripawd.

There are about 1000 things I’m going to miss and am already missing about Meg, but her overall presence in our house no longer being there has been very tough to adjust to. I’m thrilled we have so many photos and images to look back on, and that we have this blog with all the gorgeous comments to look back on. It is nice to know how well loved Meg was by many, even those her only knew her through a blog about her three legs.

Goodbye my Meggymoo, my sweetest girl, I look forward to seeing you again at the Rainbow Bridge

Four Years!

An update from little Meggymoo – she has officially gone past the four year anniversary of her amputation!

Our poor ol’ girl is definitely getting into her geriatric years, with her heart and trachea issues slowly getting worse, her eyesight and hearing starting to fade, and she can’t quite get up and down the stairs anymore, but she still seems happy enough, especially when she can spend hours trotting around the yard or snoozing in the sun. Compared to the alternatives we faced four years ago, we’ll definitely take it!!

Big love to all the people who helped us during Meg’s diagnosis, surgery, and recovery, and lots of love to all the people facing those same journeys now.

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3 Year Ampuversary

I can’t believe another year has passed!

Thankfully, a very uneventful year for Meggymoo. Every few months Tim would ask ‘have you updated Meg’s blog recently?’ and I would say ‘I don’t really have anything to write about?’

Meg is healthy, happy, and still trying to get into whatever trouble she can find – this morning she got her tail jammed in the car door! Luckily, all okay.

3 years a tripawd!

It really doesn’t seem like 3 years ago that we were nervously waiting for the vet to hear if Meg was okay, but I am still very very grateful that this site and all its beautiful members were here to support us!

Keep hopping Meg!


Two year ampuversary!

We got there! Two years ago and one day, we nervously waited for news while Meg had her amputation. During those stressful hours and days in her recovery I never could have imagined she would still be with us two years later!

The vets said to us that if Meg made it two years she would be out of the woods, out of remission and that there is no chance the cancer spread and very unlikely the cancer would come back. I remember replying that I’d just be stoked if she was still alive in two years, I honestly didn’t think she’d make it this far after having cancer and losing a leg.

But she is still here, happy as ever, taking on the world! She may have had cancer scares and tried to get herself into trouble quite a few times, and if she was a cat I’m sure she would be close to using up her 9 lives but for now I’m over the moon that I still get to enjoy and love my lil girl.

Keep going Meggymoo, you’re such a little trooper!

“I have the results back for Meg and they are good!”

Today while waiting to get through another day of work, I saw an email pop up from the vet clinic, specifically the vet herself. I clicked on it immediately realising it must be the results of her lump removal.

I skimmed it far too quickly and only read “benign mixed mammary tumour”. “Good” I thought, “wait, is that the good one? I always think the bad one is actually the good one? What is the other one called? Benign tumour and… benign and… MALIGNANT. No malignant is bad, I’m sure of it”.
Could have I avoided that 5 seconds of stress if I just read the sentence before and after that? “I have the results back for Meg and they are good. The lump appears to have been a benign mixed mammary tumour. Excellent news.”

So some good news! I mean, initially a small part of me was annoyed we had just spent a large amount of money taking out a harmless tumour, but it could well have turned into something nasty down the line.

As for Meg, she is recovering well from her surgery, although not taking her medications as well as she did post amputation. Not even peanut butter is disguising them well enough! She is being picky about her food which is making her sick from the medications too. Silly pup. 5 days until stitches are out, medications are over, no more annoying shirts and we can go back to walkies.

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Look at those shiny teeth after the dental!