How Long Do Labrador Retrievers Live – Human and Dog Years?
by Anna Hart
Filed under Featured Content, Labrador Information
This bit of information on Labradors is too often neglected when prospective owners fall in love with a puppy. We all love them – wriggly little bundles of energy. It’s difficult to imagine them ever slowing down and getting old. They do, though, and those who look for information on Labradors should ask, “How long do Labrador Retrievers live in human and dog years?”
Most North American and European dogs live, on average, about 12.8 human years, but some breeds live longer than others. In general, the life expectancy of larger dogs is less than that of smaller dogs. The bodies of larger dogs work harder, and tend to “wear out” earlier than those of smaller dogs. For example, while big, strong-looking bulldogs average only 6.7 human years, frail-looking miniature poodles average 14.8 human years.
Back to the Lab
But you want information on Labradors, not bulldogs and poodles. Your question was, “How long do Labrador Retrievers live in human and dog years?”
Labrador Retrievers average 12.6 human years.
That is not a given, of course. We cannot guarantee that YOUR Lab will live 12.6 years. To give trustworthy information on Labradors, we must also consider how your dog is treated. The life expectancy of any one dog must take into account the daily and occasional stressors encountered by that particular dog. It must consider physical stressors of cold, heat, obesity, exercise, lack of exercise, etc. It must also consider psychological stresses that come as a result of the treatment your Lab receives.
Most reliable information on Labradors points out that the dog’s length of life is further determined by what it eats, and what kind of care it receives.
Converting Human Years to Dog Years
Once we know your dog’s life expectancy in human years, we must convert it to dog years to realize how old that really is.
Many people believe that each human year equals 7 Labrador years. That is not accurate information on Labradors, however, since Labs reach adulthood within the first couple of years after birth, and a human baby requires 18 years to attain the same maturity.
One canine expert worked out a formula that is more accurate, although no one can judge the matter perfectly.
The Formula
That formula counts 10.5 dog years per human year for the first 2 years. After that, it figures about 4 dog years per human year.
Working that into our information on Labradors, you get these figures:
HUMAN YEARS DOG YEARS
1…………….10.5
2…………… 21
3…………… 25
4…………… 29
5…………… 33
6…………… 37
7…………… 41
8…………… 45
9…………… 49
10…………. 53
11…………. 57
12…………. 61
12.6………. 63.4Labrador Retrievers average 63.4 dog years.
Live Long and Prosper
One final bit of information on Labradors: These dogs are bred to be workers, so they require regular exercise if they are to live long. Plan on giving your Lab 3 walks each day, or let him out into a protected yard to romp 3 times a day. Do not allow your Lab to remain inactive and become overweight.
Overweight dogs tend to die at an earlier age than trim, fit dogs.
Matt_ Rider sounded wounderful and it sounds like he had the most loving, caring owner too, to have him in your arms and kiss him over and over, he would have felt loved and at peace with you. I am so sorry you are missing Rider I can really undertand how awfully upsetting and heartbreaking it is for you. My dad died many years ago, he loved dogs and had a super sense of humour, he was kind , caring and loving I often look up to the sky even now and tell my dad I love him, I will ask if he will look after Rider, Rider would be happy with my dad until one day you will see Rider again when you can be his daddy again. My black lab is Hooch, the vet has spoken to me about putting him down, at the moment I spend my days cuddling him and tears too, knowing it is nearly his time. He hasn’t eaten much the last few days and his back legs have given away a few times, he has bad arthritis, I will be the same as you Matt- loving hooch holding him and kissing him as you did Rider. I appreciated your time as it makes me realise I am not alone in my turmoil and wanting to do the best for Hooch. I feel quite alone in my decision but it is so hard when they lick you and still wag their tail when you cuddle them. Kind regards to you Matt and all the people on this site who have lost their wonderful best friends. We are not alone when we read others experiences. Peace to all. Dawn
It is a comfort to be in the company of those who understand. My rescued black lab had lymphoma. Chose to have him treated, and he lived well for 8 months after diagnosis. Had sudden liver failure last week, and we had him euthanized. He was my companion and friend and walking buddy. I’m not sad for him, as he had a good life and I did not let him suffer. I’m sad for me, who misses him so. Since he was a rescue, we don’t know how old he was. We think he was 11 or 12. His papers from the shelter said “young adult” in 2000 or 2001. My ex-husband left him behind when he moved to Florida.
Our 14yr old lab died Saturday morning. He suffered a heat stroke last summer and it effected his body pretty bad. We thought for sure that he would have to be put down. But even though my Blue was old and his body showed it, his spirit was so young at heart. He improved over about 2 weeks and he was Blue again. Well, Friday morning, he suffered a stroke. Took him to the vet and they did all their blood work, pampered him, got him comfy and let him come home. The vet couldn’t tell us what to expect with Blue because he such a fighter. I truly believe he wouldn’t survive through our Texas heat this summer, I brought my Blue home Friday evening and stayed up with him throughout the night. Saturday morning he was up walking, he drank water without me having to give it to him through a syringe and he ate without me having to hand feed him. He had a little pep in his step, tail wagging and bright eyed. I thought you little rascal, you did it again. I had to take my daughter to my mom because they had plans. Before I left, I put Blue in the garage, turned the fans on for him and he was all cozy on his bed. Gave him a kiss on the forehead and his tail was wagging at me. I left my house at 9:15am. My brother was coming over to treat Blue with acupuncture (which by the way, is GREAT for animals) around 10. at 10:05 I got a text message from my brother to call him ASAP. I called Dan and it was the most awful news. Dan found my Blue…..dead in my pool. Which I still can’t understand. He couldn’t walk that well, especially to walk up the steps to get to the pool. I flew home and when I got there, I saw Blue. My beloved friend. I fell to my knees holding him, screaming and crying because I was so sad, but I felt so guilty for leaving him. I felt like I neglected him. I called our vet, told him what happened and he said this is VERY common for Labs. They will either go off and die or they will drown themselves. Is this right? Our hearts are so broken. When I pull up to the gate, I no longer have my yellow lab wagging his tail and barking to let everyone know someone is here. I no longer have my Blue that sits at my backdoor waiting to come in. No more scratching at the door with that “hey, let me in woman” look. Blue was old and lived a great life. Spoiled, pampered and loved. Rest in peace my good ole Blue.
Hey, I really feel your pain. I too lost my puppy (Brook). He was a beautiful strong and smart black lab of 11 years. A great loyal trusting friend that never asked for anything only love, time, food, and water. A magnificent friend that I miss everyday. I see him everywhere, in my truck, by my bed, in the field, and on his mat. I lost him suddenly this past weekend when he had Hemangiosarcoma or internal bleeding. One evening he was perfect and then the next morning he was slow, and disoriented. Still left wondering what happened? I brought him to the vet and right away he said that my boy had fluid in the belly region. He tested it and said it was blood and he said there was nothing he could do. He had lost too much blood and that a tumor ruptured. I was thinking that it might have been poison. Not for a minute did I expect to lose my great friend but I spent a few minutes with him (heart breaking) and then I put him down. He was so gentle, he made six or seven slow deep breaths and slipped away. God, it tore my heart out. Just too hard to realize that he is gone and went so fast. Miss him barking in the back of my truck or running through the woods and bringing in my ducks. Oh wonderful companion I miss you like crazy and will never ever ever forget my little brookie. To all those who have lost their faithful companions I sympathize with your loss. Not sure how I will manage without my boy brook.
Thank you to all who commented on this site. My Zena was over fourteen years old, but I could never have been ready to say goodbye. I have always felt that you cannot let your dog suffer or have a low quality of life. I was responsible for taking care of her up to and including the end. I was just not prepared for the aftermath of grief. Our house is so empty and I am so depressed. My duty seemed clear at the time, but now I am haunted by recriminations and guilt, that I could have done more, should have had more tests done. I just didn’t want to put her through anymore. Has anyone read Kipling’s The Power of the Dog? Can’t read it without crying..
Last week I lost my beloved Lab. His name was Rocky. He lived to be 13 years and 4 months. My son had had him since he was born. I miss his company and his barking. And most of all our walks. I could not let him suffer anymore. He was loosing his vision and his kidneys were failing. The one night me and my husband had taken him outside for his nightly constitution we noticed that something was wrong. He just stood in the yard and stared. Would not come to us would not do his business. He just wanted in to go to his bed. I had noticed to that his testicles had swollen. We knew he had a stroke. He was also full of cancer. We had gone threw this last winter. But he surprised us by doing a turn around. But this time I knew I couldnt let him suffer anymore. It broke my husbands heart. We had told my son that we had to get the vet. But he would not face the fact. I waited until the next day until my husband had went to work an my son to school. I called the vet to come and get him. The hardest thing I had to do. The worst part was that my dog got into the car with the vet with no problem. I had said my good byes I knew that I could not go and watch my best friend be put down. The sadness is still there. Excepting to hear him everytime I come home has not gone away. We will love you forever Rocky.
Yesterday my Nikki was trying to get in my sons truck and just fell back on her back legs. He said she limped off and got on the porch. Nikki will be 13 May 24, 2010. When I got home she was on the porch. I went in and came back out and she was headed to the woods. It was storming and I could not bear the thoughts of her being out there and hurt. We went and brought her in and tried to keep her comfortable. She cried all night until I finally helped her on the couch and there she rested until morning. She is outside now she can’t hold her hind end up for long. This will be a hard decision to make if she does not improve. I would be selfish if I continue to let her live in pain. She has had a great long life and has been the most wonderful companion for my self and my family. It will be hard to let her go, but I cant see her hurting. Nikki we love you and when you go we will miss you and look for you still when we come home. Knowing you will be in doggy heaven and free from all pain. Love you my wonderful girl. Her real name Lisa’s Summer Nicoal born May 24, 1997. Nikki for short.
Hi all, I stumbled across this site while searching for information about caring for old labrador. I have a beautiful white lab, he is 10, he has always been fit and lively, and behaved like a little puppy, until recently, I’ve really started noticing that he’s really getting old.. he sleeps a lot, and is less active. He used to follow me up and down the house, and was constantly wanting to play, but that has all stopped now. He just sleeps most of the time. I’m really worried, although I know the time will come, and if he’s lucky, he’ll probably have another few years to live. It breaks my heart to see just how fast time flies, and everyday that passes is a day less that I get to spend with him. I am hoping the day will not come.. I’ve never really experienced losing someone I’m close to, so I’m really scared how I would cope if my lab passes away…..
It’s lovely to hear all the stories from everyone here, I’m really glad I’ve found this site and for those of you who have recently lost your beloved companion, my heart goes out to you, and I feel your pain.. may your beloved companion rest in peace, may they be healthy, lively and happy in heaven like they once were, on earth.
On this past Sunday morning my husband and I found our beautiful , sweet, and lovable white lab…Miss Savannah of Georgia dead… I have been crying for days…she had gotten sick on wed….I went on line ( wIsh I had taken her to the vet)…instead, no food for 24 hours…then chicken and rice…by Thurs. nite she seemed to recover but on Sat afternoon she took a turn for the worst….and we found her dead Sunday morning… the saddest part of the story is she was only 41/2years old….after speaking with her vet. we think she may had had the stomach turning thing…she was my companion … Our first lab lived 15 years so the idea that a lab so young and vital could die so young has been a SHOCK. Going on line has been a comfort, along with so many of my friends who have been so kind in their comments to me on FaceBook. Has anyone ever bought a dog from Joy Cook in Savannah Gerogia??? She had to close her business but I would love a puppy from a relative of Savannah’s.
Well, I took my dog to the vet today for a check up, in my earlier post, I mentioned that I was worried about my lab, and that he’s turning 11 years old in January next year, and he’s starting to show some signs of ageing. My vet said he’s in a great condition for an old dog, although it’s comforting, but he also said that he has never seen a lab live past 14 years.
Is that true??? I’m so worried, it’s like everyday that goes by is a day less I get to spend with him… so.. another three years only is going to be so tough for me. I don’t know how I would handle it, I’ve never experienced death of someone close before, and knowing that my best companion will be leaving me in three years time is really difficult . This is going to be a real blow… and I’m so scared…
My lab is 15 this week…she has severe dental disease and has begun not eating. Vet came to see her today and prescribed prednisone for her terribly swolen gums and some strong pain meds. She seems more interested in food and actually woke up when I greeted her tonight. she sleeps most of the time, vet said not to let her do this, ecspecially if she is outside because of flies…We love her so much and are trying to keep her comfortable until it is her time to go. Labs are such wonderful companions, I think all the time about how she has watched over my children like she were their mother.
Hi There, I have been reading everyones comments and I am buying a Labrador at the moment. She is 7 years old and the seller has told me she is extremely fit and healthy, and judging by the pictures I have seen she looks well…..Just slightly over weight.
Do you think it is a good idea to buy a labrador at that age? x
Amanda, I see no reason why you should not buy a 7-year old dog. She will still have many good years left. If she is a bit overweight, you can help her out there by making sure she gets a lot of exercise and perhaps be put on a diet. Check with your vet. Labs are wonderful and I’m sure you won’t regret buying her.
In a few days it will be 11 months since my yellow lab of 12 years will be gone. I still miss him everyday and when I come in the house I still look for him to great me. We had decided before he was put down that we would not get another dog since our kids are now in college and we are busy working. He was a great dog and I will never forget what joy he brought to our lives. I think a pet is a friend who is always there for you and I know wherever he is he is missing us as much as we miss him. One of my sons read somewhere that a Lab is the hardest dog to get over losing because they are such loyal friends. I truly believe that is true. I miss him and will think of him always.
My beautiful Lab, Sera, was euthanized early this morning. She was 12 years, 7 months. We found out just two weeks ago she had hemangiosarcoma, which caused a ruptured spleen tumor. She was seen at Madison Wisconsin veterinary school six months ago and three months ago and they missed anything wrong both times. Now she is gone and this is the worst pain imaginable. My heart is broken.
I have 4 dogs and they are sooo well behaved, but some times they get distracted by the other dogs. When that happens I do the following and it has worked well!
Warm-ups and Cool-downs!!!
Prior to any strenuous training, exercise, or event, have a short warm up period, a walk or a jog or a run to relieve pressure on the bladder.
Give the dog the opportunity to loosen the muscles that might have become stiff through sitting or lying down.
Briefly massage the shoulders and rear hip areas ( slow firm circular movements) and run your hands up and down against the hair of the dog’s back.
This often encourages the dog to flex muscles and stretch.
Teach your dog to stretch on cue.
Warm-up exercise should be short and effective and not tire the brain or body.
If your dog has to be tired to be controllable in competition, your dog has not been prepared properly.
After training, exercise, or actual work it is also necessary to cool down and relax your dog both physically and mentally, and reduce the adrenaline rush.
Free from distractions,a short walk, a massage, and a light drink of cool, (not cold) water really helps your dog to unwind.
PLEASE HELP YOUR DOG AND MAKE A CHANGE TO THE EARTH!!!!!!!!!!!
Emily
XOXOXOXOXOX TO THE DOGS!!!!!
This is for Nancy. I had a little baby named Madison (chocolate lab angel) she was 9 1/2 years old and the livelyhood of my home and my life. I lost her on May 31st 2010 to “accute septic pancreatitis” in less than 48 hours of showing me symptoms of being sick. My whole world stopped in one phone call from the vet, it doesn’t seem fair to me. I have a yellow lab too named Emily and she is 12 years and 7 months, and to be honest, I was expecting her to pass before my baby because she is older of coarse. I feel like I was blind sided and I too feel crushed by what happened, but you have to believe she is happy where she is now, and that you will see her again someday. She will be right there waiting for you when you get where you’re going. My heart is with you and I truely hope your pain from your loss gets better with time.
Doug
Doug and Nancy I do know your pain it really hurts so bad to lose your trusted and faithful friend. Not a day goes by that I don’t think about Wrigley. He was such a great dog and in July it will be a year that he is gone. Even my sons talk about him everyday. One of them has video so when he opens his cell phone he see him running around. As time goes by you stop crying and you just miss them. I still look for him everyday when I come home from work. It was the hardest decision I ever had to make when he got sick to put him down but I think he was grateful at the end I didn’t make him suffer any more and I was with him till the end. Give yourself time that is what I did and the pain gets better as time goes on you’ll always keep them in your heart.
It’s really great to have a forum to express feelings about our beloved four legged family members. We have a black lab named Jazz who will be 11 in July. He is a spunky vivacious animal with great energy and personality. My husband has been trying to prepare me for Jazz’ demise since Jazz was 8. For some reason I allowed myself to get sucked into my husband’s way of thinking and we got Jazz a companion. A 4 month old lab mix. Initially I resented the new because I thought my husband was trying to replace Jazz, but now I see that the new dog is doing Jazz a world of good. During his last visit to the vet, the vet thought Jazz was 7 or 8 years old. He says Jazz looks great for a senior dog. I was so insulted when he called him a senior because it’s just so hard to accept that my companion has aged so fast. My mother died three months ago and Jazz has been my greatest support. He understands my moods, looks and gestures. I love him dearly. He is aging everyday he even has a white face and an entirely black body. We’ve had Jazz before our 2 children. We were allowed to practice parenting with Jazz. We also have a 14 year old cat. Last year Jazz developed arthritis. He is on maintance meds which are working okay for now, but I always worry. I’m just glad he has chosen to share his life with us. It has been an honor being his adopted parents. I love my boy!
I love my lab lexy and she is an old dog we sespect only a coupele more years @ best are on her but considering we dont know her age she could live till only tommarow or until 2015. Either way im very proud of my retired nursing home dog. When I was in second grade our bordercollie german sheperd mix died 2 this day i miss her
We have just had our beloved black Lab Pebbles put to sleep at the age of 13yrs 3mths.For the last year he has been very wobbly on his back legs, diagnosed with arthritis by the vet, but could not tolerate the medication prescribed. We had given him “Vetvits” for joints from the age of 7yrs and i really think this helped him stay as mobile for so long.Sadly in the last year he became unable to hold his bladder for long,and we put him downstairs where the floor was slate tiled so we could clean it, and took him for an extra toilet trip before bed. He then began to slowly loose control of his bowels too, but was eating, walking( although shortened) and still showed an interest in life. That was until last Friday when he suddenly became very weak, took to his bed, would not eat even his favorite biscuit, and was to us obviously dying. We made him comfortable and sat with him, however he suddenly got up staggered outside and began coughing with struggled breathing, he almost completely collapsed, we carried him back to his bed and i rang the vet immediately. By the time the vet arrived he was again settled although very weak, the vet took his leg, he didnt flinch or pull away, and put him to sleep while i held his head in my hands. He had the most peaceful and dignified death, with his family at home. We miss him terribly but know that the time was right to let him go, the last selfless act of love you can do for your dog .
Holly says:
I recentley just lost my 8yr old Black LAB , for 3 days my dog salem was throwing up every thing she drank and ate. Her appeitite wasn’t good and very thirsty. I took her to the animal hospital and she was very dehyrated , They told me after all blood test and xrays ,she was septic through her whole body,I was shocked and upset because I had no idea she was that ill. I lost her with in 24hours.It hurts so much ,she will be dearly missed,RIP My Salem!
Has anyone had any experience with labs in hot climates? My gorgeous chocolate boy Zack is only 6.5 but slowing down dramatically and has leg and skin problems. I am concerned. I know hot climates are supposed to decrease the lifespan of a dog. I got him in winter in Japan and moved to Bangkok the following summer. He went from 2 hour walks to 45 mins max. Now he can get to the end The poor boy is about to face a move to India. Delhi in summer hits 48-50C! I’d really appreciate any advice.
On June 21 the entire family had a very difficult task, Griffey a Yellow Lab of 11 years was put to sleep.He was a loveable Lab; he was our protector / friend / clown. His last few days, the entire family noticed he was struggling going up and down the stairs it was a daunting task.His gasping for air was the entire family’s concern.
The 1st drive was to the Vet where it was discovered he had issues with the folds in his throat which opens and closes for food / air to enter.It was hard to hear the news and there was a chance to do an emergency operation which would stitch open one fold. But great care afterwards would be needed.
We took the drive to Langhorne Pa. throughout the drive he was breathing hard and when we arrive at the hospital he was wheezing, He struggle to get out and he made it to the door and collapsed the vet rushed him in and was able to stabilize Griffey.
The cost of the operation was not an issue, but as they prepped him they did some x rays and found out his stomach was twisted and a softball size tumor was found during the X rays.
The quality life for Griffey was going to be short 2 -3 months and survival rate with this operation was not looking good. The family made the decision to put him to rest. Griffey just turned 11 on June 19th. It was as though he waited till the entire family was present.
Things the entire family will miss:
*Griffey looking out the front door, he knew when you were pulling up and greet you with a wagging tail.
*Sharing snacks while watching TV.
*In the morning he would place his nose in your ear and breathe rapidly forcing me to get up and feed him.
I will always remember the time, I had a take out order. A huge T Bone steak placed it on the dish on the kitchen table, and went to grab a soda from the fridge only to see the steak was gone. Here’s Griffey licking his chops and I just said What about me? As I made a PJB sandwich.
The Entire family will miss him along with his two buddies Mollie (a rescued dog from a shelter) Rusty (a Pug / Beagle mix). I was told Rusty was howling as we took Griffey to the vet. Both Molly / Rusty were in Mourning. We came back with heavy hearts; Rusty was under the bed Molly was in a corner.
Missing Griffey is the hardest.
So wonderful to read all your stories to help comfort me. My beautiful lab, Anna, had to be put down on Sunday night. It was the hardest thing we ever had to do. She was 12 years and 9 mos. I guess that’s good for a lab. She was literally the best dog ever. I can’t even bear to be in the house without her. She had gone deaf, lost most control of her bowels and was panting profusely all the time. I kept thinking that God should take her that we shouldn’t have to make this decision. Then, she walked right by me and released her bowels and just fell into it. I knew that was my sign. I am overcome by grief and don’t know how I will get through it, except that it’s hour by hour, day by day. She never harmed anyone or thing and was the sweetest dog you could ever have. We have to tell our kids this weekend. They are away at granparents. Any advice on how to ease their pain. They are 11, 10, and 8.
me and my family had a black Labrador he was called shadow and he lived to a good 18years and 6 months till we had to put him to sleep after his kidneys started failing him due to a type of cancer which was causing him pain and stress and effected his mobility,
i had him since i was very young and was closest friend i had as i could never go out when i was young due to my disability that causes me to take fits and blackouts so shadow was bought for me and good thing about him was me and my family trained him to howl or bark for help if i ever collapsed when younger as when ever i used to go out back to play in garden if i took a fit you couldnt see nothing due to neighbors hedge so dog was best alarm you could get as he would bark and howl neighborhood down till some1 came to help.
so the longest a lab can live that i know of is 18years-6months if looked after with a healthy diet and plenty of exercise
shadow was my best friend and i miss im dearly and dont think i could find a better dog than him
Our Precious Nicki will be gone 1 year on July 30th* Not one day has gone bye I have not missed her and kissed her picture each night. She live to be 14 and truly a wonderful loving girl** Our Lab-St. Beernard who is 12 *HappyGirl* missed her best friend -so very sad. For Christmas I was presented with a 2 1/2 lb. chi – wow- what a differnece- never ever had a little dog. Well-my little *lizzy* is now 10lbs-still small but good size for a chihuahua* but an absolute doll-acts like my BIG dog*
You NEVER get over it-you just remember how much Joy they brought to your life and what a good life you gave them. You offer another dog the same love-they would want you too* It took me a long time with each animal to finaly realize you must realize this is the circle of life* and it sucks** for sure*
On May 28 our beloved black lab Amy collapsed in the back yard. The sadness that I felt at that moment was truly one of the worst moments in my 57 years.
We wrapped her in a blanket and called our youngest son who came with us to the vets. Her spleen was full of cancer we had found out just a few days before.
We said our goodbyes and sobbed for a long time. She was our walk mate and a true companion to my son when he was very sick with leukemia at age 14 through 18. She meant so much to our family and the grief is just so hard to cope with.
Thinking back over a decade of the wonderful memories and family times is helping us slowly heal. We would like another lab but this pain is not something I relish going through again. I empathize with all of you who are sad and as always, time slowly heals but we never forget.
Hi im kayla my baby girl well not so much my baby anymore going on her 14th birthday is still going but not very strong she sleeps all the time. she has horrible athrites in her hips. i dont know how long we have but it brings a tear to my eye when looking in her big brown eyes surround by her droopy black fur. im 11 and i had roxy sence the day i was born she was a family pet and now we have a 2 yr old yellow lab that roxy treats like her own puppy. i cant even think of what imm gona do with out her being there waiting in the yard after school. or giving her my left overs from dinner or sneaking a few french fies to her. or even seeing her curled up in my closet on her body pillow scared to death by the lighting. im gona miss sleeping in my closet with her just to keep her from crying all night.even tho in my heart it feels like she is gona be with me till im 70 years old my head reminds me everyday how hard it is on her to just sit up.
It’s hard to type this note because it’s hard to see through my tears. My beloved Kizzy was put to eternal sleep on Friday, July 16 at 4:00 p.m. She was 11 years old; almost 12 come October 31. Born on Halloween and the last of the litter, Kizzy was special. She never met any one she didn’t want to lick! And like getting into mischief. One Thanksgiving you nearly ate an entire deep fried turkey. She’d sneak a meal every chance she had. I loved to watch her “stalk” the rabbits in our back yard. Although she never caught one, she had good fun trying. Kizzy was the one constant in my life the past 11 years. I didn’t worry about being alone if the kids were out or if my male companion had plans. It didn’t matter because I knew that when I went to bed at night, Kizzy was there. And when I awakened in the morning Kizzy was there and at the door barking when she heard the garage door go up at the end of a work day. She left me way too sudden and too soon. About 5 weeks ago she’d undergone surgery to repair a torn CCl in her left leg. Afterwards she hobbled around a bit but seemed to be healing. However, I knew something was wrong when she refused to put any weight on her left hind leg. Then I noticed she was favoring the right hind leg. Finally convinced my friend that something wasn’t right and we took her back to the vet. Xrays revealed she’d ruptured the CCL again and surgery was needed again. So she went into the hospital on Wednesday for a morphine patch and surgery was scheduled for Thursday afternoon. I got a call a work saying surgery wasn’t going to be performed because Kizzy had collasped while out side to answer nature’s call. Whe she was finally able to right herself, she walked to the right. After work, we went to pick her up and discovered she was paralyzed. Coulnd’t move the hind legs or the front legs. She could barely lift her head and I’ll never forget how her eyes looked. Anyone who’s had a lab knows how bright eyed and alert they are. The vet gave her a very strong shot of Cortizone hoping she’d improve during the night. She didn’t. She lay all night where we placed her making a sound that wanted to be a bark but wasn’t. I didn’t sleep the whole night and stayed awake for her. I gave her water with a syringe because she was awfully thirsty. When she didn’t wet hersef after having had so much water, I knew she would not come around. The next morning we took her back to the animal hospital and they made a pallet for her in one of the islolation rooms. And that’s where she was when I went back to see about her. Kizzy’s condition had not changed and xrays showed she had spondylosis and something else that looked suspiciously like a tumor. The vet said we should put her down ’cause the prognosis was not good. I didn’t want her to suffer so held her in my arms and told her how much I loved her. And what a great friend she’d been; never judging and only wanting to love me to death. I whispered in her ear how much she was loved and that I’d tried to provide the best life I could for her. I hoped she been happy. I think she was. When the vet said “she’s gone”, I tmy heart broke and is still. I miss my Kizzy more than I can say and wish I could have another 11 years with her. I know that all dogs go to heaven so take comfort in knowing I’ll be with her again. In the meantime, I’ve asked relatives who’ve gone on ahead to look after her until I can once again. I love you Kizzy and will for the rest of my life.
My heart is broken and I feel like I failed my Jazzy. I found her abandoned when she was about 6 months old. I ended up keeping her because it was love at first sight. She had terrible food aggression that the vet said stemmed from what she must have gone through before I found her. I tried training her, fed her in her crate away from my other two little dogs, etc. But she would get into the garbage or wait until I wasn’t paying attention and grab food off the counter and end up attacking one of my other dogs if they got too close. My yorkie lost an eye to her in one attack. The other day she attacked my mom’s dog for eating food that Jazzy wanted. It was human error that led to the food being left out while Jazzy was out of her crate, but my Mom’s dog had major puncture wounds. The vet advised me to have her put down as it was his experience that dogs like this can’t be “untrained” and that as they get older their aggression gets worse, not better. For the safety of the other little dogs and for the safety of my little niece and nephews, he advised me to have her put down. It was horrible. I cried and apologized for letting her down. She was only 7 and I miss her in so many ways. My family just seems relieved that she is gone. I am so upset by the whole thing.
A year ago today-we had to put our *beautiful=black Lab Nicki to rest. Not one day has gone by I have not mised her or shed a tear. I will miss her forever. Her best friend in thr world *Happy-Girl* after months of looking around the house for her has gotten on with her life. I was given a 2 1/2 lb little Chi for Christmas last year. I have always been a BIG dog person-but our little Lizzy is a doll and has brough great joy to our lives , Lizy and HappyGirl have bonded and are darling together. I was so sad I thought I could never get another dog but I am glad Lizzy was a present because I would never have gotten a Chi-oh-what a sweetie* Nicki will always be a HUGE part of my heart-ut for the ones of you feeling so sad-time will help and try to keep in mind what my Vet told me* He said “There is another furry friend needing a wonderful home* and all the love you can give them* It is never easy. I realize everyone thinks differently-but i bought the book *Cold noses at the Pearly Gates* It made me feel a bit better- I like to picture ALL my furry girls cuddled up to my family members who have passed and waiting with tails wagging for me* This makes me smile* God Bless you all*
I am 12 years old and I got my puppy when I was 3 months old. Now he is 12 too, and he is sick a lot. This article was right on about the age, and at 12 1/2 he is getting put down.
Yesterday we had our beautiful girl Velvet put to sleep.She was only 4 and the most gorgeous black lab you could hope to meet. She had liver failure and it was the hardest decision to make, but watching her fade away was not something we could do to her, so we let her go whilst she still had some of her characteristic bounce left. The four of us have gone to bed in tears and woken up in tears, no greeting this morning.Despite the pain I am so glad to have had the pleasure and honour of having her as my friend
First I want to speak to Becky who wrote on July 23rd about her “Jazzy.” I hope you’ve forgiven yourself because clearly you are a wonderful loving person that rescued a needy animal and the world needs lots more like you. The ending of your story is very sad but it doesn’t lesson the pain you’re in. Your love for Jazzy is just as deep as anyone else has for their beloved pet. Jazzy knows who loved her and she understands… I’m sure of it. I’m about to put down my 13 1/3 year old lab and I’m feeling guilt as well even though I know he’s sick and it’s time.
I had to put my sweet dog Gabu down this morning at ten and a half years of age. He was a 100 pound black lab/mutt with a white tip on his tail and white bowtie and chest. This is the worst day of my life, i’ve not been sadder. He was diagnosed with Congestive heart failure a month ago and the meds gave him an extra month. He never did any wrong and loved everyone. I wish I had given him more walks is all i can say, dogs love their walks and he didn’t require a leash even in the city. He could always find someone to pet his bottom, especially at my work which is with adults with disabilities. Best dog I could have ever asked for. Gabu I love you.
We just lost Blazer over the weekend to chronic arthritis. He was a great dog and we loved him very much. When he was first diagnosed five years ago, we put him on Wysong dog food and organic treats as per the vet. He improved until last year when he started getting shots and pills — holistic supplements at first — and then pain relievers. He was ok until about three weeks ago when he slowed down a bit more. Still, he was getting around and was happy and all of his other tests were great. Then he woke up one morning and could barely walk. We put him to sleep that night and I stayed with him until the end. Today I found out that we possibly could’ve prolonged his life by adding fish oil to his diet a few years ago to slow the arthritis down. He also had a bone chip in his back right knee. Hopefully this will help future dog lovers care for their pet a bit more.
I lost my black lab.on 8/10/10.Dolly was my best friend,she was 9.In April of this year she had a cancer lump on her breast and I had it removed at that time I thought I had saved her life but on 8/1/10 she became sick again.This time her kidneys didn’t work right,she was at the Vets getting an I.V for 2 days when we picked her up she still didn’t seem good and only lived a few more days.Still don’t know if I want to get another black Lab.or not but I probably will.I wouldn’t trade those 9 years, sadly missed.
We had to put our 14 plus year golden lab mix, Peaches, to sleep this past Tuesday. I have never had a dog as a child due to my brothers allergies and being newly married 15 years ago, my wife Lisa brought home three little pups one Sunday and asked me to help her choose one. I didn’t even want to have a dog at the time but one little pup would not leave me alone and kept running over and placing its head on my shoe so I gave in. Little did I know that this dog was going to be so attached to me and become a major part of my life over the next 14 years. We have since added three children to our nest and Peaches slept under the crib of each child after they were born. Two years ago, we found a 3 mo. old terrier mix puppy and adopted it after the original owner no longer wanted him. Peaches accepted this puppy like it was her own and the new puppy (Buddy) literally attached itself to Peach wherever she went. Over the past several months, Peaches has had cancer and had wasted away to about 30 lbs. but still kept a bright spirit and a wagging tail for all of us. In 14 years, she had never bit or snapped at anyone. This past Tuesday morning my 10 year old son was up at 6 am to say goodbye to one of his best friends and sat with Peaches for two hours – petting and speaking to her. Peaches maintained her spirit and dignity right up until her final moments with us and is still alive in pictures and movies with our family. She also lives in our hearts and memories and I am truly thankful for this wonderful pet that God blessed us with these many years. I know that we will definetly meet again. I also know that I may have another lab someday but Peaches is the first and will always be the best! God Bless you and keep you -
Three weeks ago we lost Braxton, our loyal and loving yellow lab. He was 13 years and 8 months young. He had the heart of a puppy right to the end. Braxton was a member of our family, and will be missed for many years to come. Both my husband and I are retirees, and our pets fill a void for us in that we are empty nesters. Braxton was diagnosed with Cushings 5 years ago, at which time we were told that he would most likely not live longer than another 2 or 3 years. We moved from Maryland to retire in Southeast Georgia
in December of 2006. We found a wonderful vet down here in St. Mary’s, whom we feel gave him excellent care, thus giving us more time with our ‘little boy’. He lost use of his rear legs for the most part, and would often need to be lifted to his feet. There were times when he would lose his balance and fall mid stride, needing to be lifted back to his feet. He was prescribed medication for his arthritic condition, along with pain meds for when he would have restless nights. We love him still although he is no longer here on earth with us. There have been a few times my husband and I have worried that we might have cheated him out of a few months of life here with us, but have had to ask ourselves if we were thinking more of his feelings, or our own need to have him with us. We have been assured by friends and family and our vet that we made the right decision in having him euthanized. Still his memory is vividly with us, and often share memories with each other of some of his habits and behaviors. He is gone but never forgotten.
Well my dog otis is 15.. Just turned it a few weeks back..he has come a long way . When he was 6 he got out..searched for him for a while that night and no luck..we left the garage door open for him.. That night he had made it back to the house and was struggling to survive .. My front yard right in front of my window was torn up and we got a phone call sayin he was on the side of the road a few houses down in front of the road..the police officer told my dad he was sorry..he thought he was dead.. We brought him to the animal hospital and they said it didn’t look good .. And I rmemeber the last time he looked at me .. I thought that was the last time I was ever going to see him..we brought him home a few days later and he had some siezures occasionally and we were giving him his meds.. He feel down right in front of my dad and my dad said “this is it” I am bringing him down.. I said noooo dad he’s made it this far .. Give it some more time.. Ironically the next day he stopped the siezures and the twitching of his paws and recovered so fast.. He has now lived for another 9 years .. At age 15 he’s a “miracle” dog.. He’s my best friend and I am hoping he has another few years left.. He’s still strong and I give him 3 pills a day for pain ..if he has any and for his hips and joints and to support his bladder.. My 15 year old black lab otis is again a miracle dog.. I love him to death