Levi
A donation was made in memory of Levi by Kathy Zuckerman on Dec 27, 2020.
Levi was a Cavalier King Charles spaniel. When I bought him, I had no idea how many serious hereditary diseases Cavaliers can have. I read a lot about Cavaliers AFTER he was my pet. He was the runt of the litter and had unusual markings. He was three months old when he came by plane from the breeder. He was happy and active. He was easy to house-train, he learned to sit, stay, and come when I called him.
When I saw him air-scratching, he was seven months old. I knew he had a problem. His regular vet referred him to a specialty vet, he had an MRI, and COMBS was confirmed. Nobody in Boise did the special surgery he needed.l finally got him in at the tail end of a research study at Long Island Veterinary Specialists. Even though he was part of the research study, his surgery was $4500. I took him by plane to Long Island, we stayed in a nearby motel, and the next morning he had his surgery. I had to fly back the same day. At a stop-over in Las Vegas, I got the call that the surgery was successful and that he was in recovery. Levi had to stay at LIVS for two weeks and then I flew back to Long Island to get him.
Levi's brain surgery was successful but it completely erased his memory. I was able to house-train him again but he really couldn't learn anything else.
Levi was a sweet and loving companion. He got along with all people and other animals. He slept beside me on a pillow in my bed. He loved going for walks and often picked up fir cones to carry along. He always got very excited when I got his harness and his leash. He was so beautiful that everyone who saw him wanted to pet him and talk to him.
His COMBS was only the start of his many health problems. All in all, I probably spent more than $19,000 for his care during his lifetime.
When Levi was eleven, I could tell that his brain problem was back. This was confirmed by an MRI. He started having seizures and needed medicine for them and for pain three times a day. He "asked" for his medicine by barking as the pain started coming back.
One month after Levi turned twelve, he started having pain attacks. I couldn't let him suffer so called Gentle Goodbyes. I spread a special quilt in the yard and held him in my lap as he was given the medicines to sedate him and then stop his heart.
Levi is buried in a special place in the yard. My adult daughter dug his grave, we wrapped him in towels, and covered his body with dirt and sod. He died on December 12th, 2020.
I miss him so much that it actually hurts. I knew that he would die soon but I didn't know that his death would leave this hole in my heart and in my life.
I wish I could have helped Levi live longer. It is cold outside and, even though I know he is dead, I keep worrying that he is getting cold.
When I saw him air-scratching, he was seven months old. I knew he had a problem. His regular vet referred him to a specialty vet, he had an MRI, and COMBS was confirmed. Nobody in Boise did the special surgery he needed.l finally got him in at the tail end of a research study at Long Island Veterinary Specialists. Even though he was part of the research study, his surgery was $4500. I took him by plane to Long Island, we stayed in a nearby motel, and the next morning he had his surgery. I had to fly back the same day. At a stop-over in Las Vegas, I got the call that the surgery was successful and that he was in recovery. Levi had to stay at LIVS for two weeks and then I flew back to Long Island to get him.
Levi's brain surgery was successful but it completely erased his memory. I was able to house-train him again but he really couldn't learn anything else.
Levi was a sweet and loving companion. He got along with all people and other animals. He slept beside me on a pillow in my bed. He loved going for walks and often picked up fir cones to carry along. He always got very excited when I got his harness and his leash. He was so beautiful that everyone who saw him wanted to pet him and talk to him.
His COMBS was only the start of his many health problems. All in all, I probably spent more than $19,000 for his care during his lifetime.
When Levi was eleven, I could tell that his brain problem was back. This was confirmed by an MRI. He started having seizures and needed medicine for them and for pain three times a day. He "asked" for his medicine by barking as the pain started coming back.
One month after Levi turned twelve, he started having pain attacks. I couldn't let him suffer so called Gentle Goodbyes. I spread a special quilt in the yard and held him in my lap as he was given the medicines to sedate him and then stop his heart.
Levi is buried in a special place in the yard. My adult daughter dug his grave, we wrapped him in towels, and covered his body with dirt and sod. He died on December 12th, 2020.
I miss him so much that it actually hurts. I knew that he would die soon but I didn't know that his death would leave this hole in my heart and in my life.
I wish I could have helped Levi live longer. It is cold outside and, even though I know he is dead, I keep worrying that he is getting cold.
