One of the saddest things about Winston was that he suffered, mostly likely for years, from severe Spondylosis (degeneration of the spinal column). Most of the discs, from his neck down to the top of his tail, had ruptured at some point in this life, and he even endured a break in the spine. Judging by Winston’s physical condition when he arrived at the shelter in Chicago, he likely never received proper medical care. Not only did Winston have structural issues, he had other serious health concerns as well, but the spinal pain caused him the most distress.
In the few weeks that Winston was in my life he saw 3 wonderful veterinarians, including an internal medicine specialist. They all worked hard to make sure Winston was comfortable. His pain was being managed by regular injections of Adaquan, plus he was given Gabapentin twice daily, among other things. He was feeling good, devouring his food, wagging his tail and he enjoyed exploring outdoors. Winston felt safe and loved.
In was in the last 24 hours of his life that Winston declined rapidly; a stoke, two seizures and then the spinal pain worsened.
When Winston was euthanized, he lay in my arms while my husband rubbed his soft ears. As terribly sad as it was, it was also very peaceful and I could feel Winston’s relief spread throughout my body. He truly went to a better place – I knew it instantly.
I’ve been told that Winston was meant to make his way to me before he passed away. I didn’t understand that at first, but now I do. He came to help me, and I’m very grateful I was able to help him.
“Thank you sweet boy. You were so very brave and you taught me so much.” -Mom (Rudi)
Introducing Winston 9/18/16
Winston’s Freedom Flight 9/20/16
Welcome Winston 9/27/16
We’ll Miss You Forever, Winston 10/13/16