But I know she is in a better place now and she isn't in anymore pain. It was just so sudden. My Dustygirl was only an eight year old keeshound, then suddenly she stopped eating, had no energy, didn't move from one spot, and slept all day. After two weeks of what must have been torture for her, my brother in law that lives with me spotted a lump on her back. We had already been taking her to the vet quite a lot, but that day my mom took her to the vet as an "emergency visit". My mom came home with a painful expression on her face and told me that we had to take her to the animal hospital ER. We found out about an hour or so later she had a tumor right next to her heart. I'm crying right now, but that's good right, to get it out?... Our family said our goodbyes, my mom, my brother-inlaw Shane, my fiance Nick, and I being the family. My mom and I stayed in while they put her down and I just can't get that image out of my head of her closing her eyes for the last time. But I can't be selfish and wallow around, I have to think of my big monsterous lab mix, Majik, he was like Dusty's baby, she'd clean his ears and eye sleep off of him. We want to get a puppy, so majik has a companion, but Dusty only passed away on the 12th, so it's hard. But at least I can always look on my leg and see her, I got an amazing tattoo of Dusty when she was a puppy.
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