- Oct 14, 2018
- United States
Today was an emotional day. My dog, almost 17 years old, had been fading over the past several months and over the weekend I found her lying on the floor in a puddle of her own urine, trying but failing to get up. It was the signal I guess I needed in order to help me make a difficult decision. We brought her to the vet today; they are very familiar with her and called her a "legend," because of her up-till-today perky longevity. Around 1:30 PM with my husband and I holding her, she joined the angels and our previous dogs (a Labrador and a rescue street dog). Hopefully they will show her the ropes on the other side until we meet again. I am crying as I write this so I will sign off and post again later.