2004 - 2014
The morning of February 13, 2014 she woke up very ataxic, disoriented, anxious, and was running into the walls and furniture. The vet thinks she had a seizure or stroke overnight and it made her completely blind in a very short amount of time. It was heartbreaking to see her so anxious and literally unable to see me, which completely freaked her out. There was no way I could allow her to live in such a diminished state. Some dogs may have adjusted, but Lucy's temperament and separation anxiety from me would not have allowed her to have any quality of life.
I know my dog like a best friend and I knew the kindest and most loving thing would be to put her down. I have never cried so hard in my life, but I was with her to the very end. She went peacefully and is now chasing chickens and cats and eating horse manure in doggy heaven.
My mother offered to come along with me so I would not have to say goodbye to my girl alone. And the best small animal vet, Dr. Beever, is honestly the most compassionate vet I could ask for. I don't know when I will be ready for another dog, but someday I am sure I will; however, those dogs will never live up to my little black mutt.
Rest easy, sweet girl.
|We are closing in on two years since she died. It still isn't any easier.|