A Day In The Life Of Me: June 2008

Well, almost 15 years ago, I chose you out of a litter of pups (I don't remember how many exactly), but I chose you. I brought you home for Steph for Christmas 1993. You were so cute and tiny. You have brought much joy these last 15 years along with some stress and headaches. (puppy training, etc.) You chewed up one of my good shirts (to shreads) among other things. But I loved you still. You were always good at barking when anybody came near the house. I will miss that security you gave. You were a feisty little thing - I have a scar on my hand to prove it. haha! I love you and will miss you!

I've noticed over the last few weeks that Stormy has seemed to be really showing her age. This past week got worse and I knew it was getting close to the time I was going to have to make a decision I didn't want to have to make. Well, that came sooner than I thought. I was hoping to at least have the weekend with her. I took her to the groomer this morning to have her shaved down. I wasn't expecting what I saw when I picked her up. I started crying the minute I saw her. She had lost so much weight and you could really tell it with all her hair gone.

She was really disoriented and that seemed to have gotten worse. I had gone and gotten her some doggy diapers so I could keep her in the house with me this weekend and keep an eye on her. I have to say she was really cute with that diaper on. Bless her. I got her some special food and she ate some, though I know she was struggling trying to eat and then I couldn't get her to drink anything. Then I couldn't get her to lay down - all she would do was stumble around and run into things. She was deaf and she didn't appear to be able to see anything either. So, I would just sit in the floor and hold her close.

I called my vet and they suggested it really wouldn't be good to wait until Monday (they were closed for the weekend) and gave me the number for the Emergency Vet Clinic. I gave them a call and filled them in on what was going on and of course they said to bring her whenever I was ready.

My friend Pam came and she spent some time loving on Stormy as well and she drove so I could hold Stormy. What a hard, hard thing to do, but I know she's not suffering now. I will miss her deeply. I held her close throughout, wrapped in a towel from home. She went peacefully.

Goodbye, goodnight, my sweet little dog.