April 21st 2015- March 5th 2024
Ghita crossed the rainbow bridge on March 5 th 2024. She was diagnosed In early February of 24 with a quite large adrenal mass that had invaded her vena cava as well. This was a non operable tumor and were given 6 months for her in a best case scenario. We started her on Palladia with some hope that it may help possibly slow down or even better reduce tumor size. She pretty much lost her appetite almost immediately. She had already been losing weight even though her appetite was fine prior to starting the Palladia. We stopped the Palladia in a week and half. Tried doing every possible food we could think of but she just didn’t have the desire to eat much.
She just loved to play and romp.. favorite toys were pine cones, sticks and soft frisbees. She had endless energy when it came to theses toys. She played catch and was jumping with everything she had the 24 hours prior to the day we had to help her along. She just got too tired to enjoy being Ghita.
I write this with tears in my eyes thinking of her special character. She was nothing but love! Boxers tend to be crazy dogs and she had her moments especially with her little brother Fabio the papillon. They would chase each other and wrestle. What was both cute and interesting was that she towered over Fabio, He could walk under her without even dipping his head, yet when they would wrestle she would lay on the floor or on her back/side so that they were on the same level to play. He would always run to the back side and bite her nubby, he would nip at her anywhere he could and she just never got rough with him. They really enjoyed growing up and playing together.
When it came to her Mommy, my better half, she was so gentle. If she fell asleep in her chair Ghita would very gingerly climb up on the chair and kiss her nose or cheek very lightly to wake her up to be put to bed. It was so funny that she needed to be put to bed. We crated them when they were young and they learned to love their crates. So when they got older we kept the crates and left the doors open so they could go in anytime they wanted to lay down. Ghita could be sleeping in her crate, snoring like a freight train, then wake up at a very specific time every night, weird how they can practically tell time, then wake Mommy up very gingerly to ask to be put to bed. The same bed she was just sleeping in…lol. This was everyday.
Ghita’s brother Fabio was devastated at her passing. The final 12 hours were rough. Making the decision to help her pass on instead of having to suffer was very hard but loving them and putting their state of being foremost is the most loving thing one can do. Fabio was really frantic the last day, you could tell he sensed her stress. When we arrived at the Vet’s office. I carried Ghita in to the room they had waiting for us. We all sat down on a blanket to comfort Ghita. Fabio could not sit still he paced back and forth in the room. When we got to the point where they administered a sedative to Ghita as soon as she relaxed, Fabio came over kissed her on the nose and sat down completely calm. Amazing how in tune they were with each other.
She was as sweet as they get. Every body who interacted with her said the same too. The vets, the techs all thought she was so sweet. The softest look in her eyes. She left us too soon about a month and a half before her 9th birthday.
No matter how long, it would never be enough time with our best friends, family and to some of us our kids as so many of us refer to them. Their love is truly unconditional. We are the ones blessed to have them.
I miss you girl.