What's your current headache?

Ugh. My stick head-heart.
Sorry to hear that. I dealt with this last year. My first pupper, I picked her up off a farm the year before I met my wife.

She had cancer. By the time I took her to get euthanized, she had stopped eating (was obsessed with food), and had trouble standing up.

It feels like an impossible decision. My wife brought it up, and I held off for a bit. The 2nd time she collapsed while walking, I knew it was time. I wasn't ready emotionally, but it felt like the right thing to do at that point.
 
Here is one of the reasons why I haven't got another dog for 6 years. This is Lily. Here she is pictured as a puppy; I was 16 at the time. The second photo is of her 16 years later and about a month before I had her put to rest.
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I had her for half my life quite literally. Driver's license, high school, college, grad school, girlfriends, marriage. She was there during all those milestones.

Then she got old. With previous dogs it was an a easier call to put to rest; not so with Lily. Mylopathy, a growing but benign cancer that couldn't be removed because she was too old. There was nothing outright killing her but age and declining quality of life.

Some days she was perky, others she would throw up and I had to carry her. Emotional exhaustion is real and so depressing. Just know you gave Stick cat a good life.
 
Hardest decision in the world to make. I've put down a half dozen dogs now and it never gets any easier. Somehow you just know. My last guy was a big Pyrenees/Rottweiler mix and the best dog I've ever owned (or known for that matter). He was sick for a long time and when his time came he was in a lot of pain. He walked into the vet's office like he owned the place and with everything he could muster he looked stoic and proud with his head held high. His last breath was a big sigh almost as if to say "thanks, I'm done now". It's been 5 years and I miss him every day.
 
An also animal related, but less heartbreaking headache - I work from home in an unfinished basement. Yesterday coming down the stairs after lunch, this guy was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs. Milk snake. Around three feet long.

I’m sure some of you living in warmer places deal with snakes all the time, but they’re not super common up here in New Hampshire. I don’t mind snakes, but I got bit a couple times as a kid and I learned not to go picking them up. Fortunately I have a roommate who took pity on me and came down and snatched in up and let it go in the yard.


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An also animal related, but less heartbreaking headache - I work from home in an unfinished basement. Yesterday coming down the stairs after lunch, this guy was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs. Milk snake. Around three feet long.

I’m sure some of you living in warmer places deal with snakes all the time, but they’re not super common up here in New Hampshire. I don’t mind snakes, but I got bit a couple times as a kid and I learned not to go picking them up. Fortunately I have a roommate who took pity on me and came down and snatched in up and let it go in the yard.


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Glad he got outside. Man, this thread got heavy. Here's a short video of one of my cats getting ham!

 
This is a headache but endearing. Leon, the shelter mascot has free reign of the rescue. He's also a bit of a pig.

Many of the volunteers, myself included forget to put the food in the back of the cages. Let's say that Leon's diet has not gone well.

 
I forgot to get waffles and eggs yesterday.

I had work that was due this morning. I got up early to wrap it all up. My son has been doing so good lately with daily life, we got lax. He has ASD, so the no waffles/eggs thing was bad. He couldn’t get dressed for school and was having a screaming meltdown. My wife was peak hormonal and she lost it too.

So I took the day off to save face at work and went to get waffles and eggs.

Everyone is good now, but I have precious few days off work left for the year.
 
Here is one of the reasons why I haven't got another dog for 6 years. This is Lily. Here she is pictured as a puppy; I was 16 at the time. The second photo is of her 16 years later and about a month before I had her put to rest.
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I had her for half my life quite literally. Driver's license, high school, college, grad school, girlfriends, marriage. She was there during all those milestones.

Then she got old. With previous dogs it was an a easier call to put to rest; not so with Lily. Mylopathy, a growing but benign cancer that couldn't be removed because she was too old. There was nothing outright killing her but age and declining quality of life.

Some days she was perky, others she would throw up and I had to carry her. Emotional exhaustion is real and so depressing. Just know you gave Stick cat a good life.
Beautiful dog but look at that thick head of hair! Damn brother, it’s jet black!
 
Yesterday was my last day at the company. Got an amazing severance package which makes the sting much more bearable. In fact, I may take a couple weeks off before I start my new job.

Looking forward to this new chapter in my life.
I would love to get a severance package... :)
 
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