I slept next to a Parvovirus infected puppy to make sure it survives, and it did. I don’t see the reasoning.
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plantmoretrees@lemm.ee 3 weeks agoIf I had to guess that sounds like a parvovirus case.
Thanks for sharing , heart breaking stuff. I always like to assume good intent, and vets generally do their jobs because they love animals. So, I’m guessing parvo - super contagious and fatal.
Sad stuff though.
WorldsDumbestMan@lemmy.today 3 weeks ago
Nangijala@feddit.dk 3 weeks ago
Yeah, I could never say if you’re right or wrong, but yeah. I want there to be a reason and not for it to have been an owner who just wanted to get rid of their dog, so I’ll think it was parvo from now on.
As for the vets in that clinic, they were very nice people. The one who euthanized the dog was an incredibly nice and empathetic man and he took me under his wing all week while the other was a hardcore surgeon and he was utterly hilarious and very intimidating. Which is a great combo, I suppose. I have no doubt these guys cared about the animals they took care of.
My best experience was probably the big operation on an elderly dog with a huge tumor that grew out of the spleen. It legit looked like the tumor was a grey, smooth rock and the spleen was a shriveled slug sitting on top of it. It was incredible witnessing them work on the dog and it took such a long time. Afterwards the intimidating vet took me out to the sink and cut the tumor in half and left me look at it inside. It was one of the ugliest things I had seen. Just all grey and hard and alien and the smell of it was something I have never smelled since. I can best describe it as a cold smell. I dunno.
I was tasked with babysitting the dog after it woke up from surgery. He was so scared and confused and kept snuggling up into my arms despite being a fully grown lab. I made sure he ate some food and got something to drink, but he kept ending up snuggling up against me and wanting kisses and hugs. It felt like i was comforting a little child who was crying. He was such a sweet dog. He was 9 years old and was named Rico. The family that owned him had a bunch of kids and I understood why they had decided to spend all that money to save him instead of putting him down because he was too precious. He was so loved. That tumor was huge. I can’t imagine what it must have been like to carry that around in his body.
Anyways, I loved that dog even though I only got to spend a day with him where for most of it he was unconscious and split open like a hotdog, lol. I legit got to see all of his insides because the tumor was so big, they had to cut him open all the way. They poured water into him before closing him back up and holy shit, so many layers of tissue and skin to sow before calling it a job done. If it wasn’t for the euthanasia of the puppy, then the operation of Rico, would probably have convinced me to become a vet.