Monday August 3, 2009
Tuesday August 4, 2009Please say a prayer for our beloved dog and our family tomorrow. I have an appointment to have Jasmine put down at 10:00 AM. Rationally, intelligently, and giving consideration to her current quality of life this is the best and most humane course of action. It was inevetable this week, or next, or perhaps stretching it one week more. But for whom? She does not seem to be in great pain but has no joy right now and is simply existing in the late stages of renal failure. Honestly, today after I made the appointment I felt a measure of peace and relief. But she's been a part of our lives for 15+ years so it will be sad. Very sad. I've been through this before with other pets, and it just doesn't get any easier. We will miss her so much....and will anticipate seeing her greet us at the Rainbow Bridge along with those who have gone before.
When I offered prayers and hoped she would be able to be with Jasmine
Tuesday August 4, 2009 (Evening)I will absolutely be with her as the Vet administers the medication. She will feel my love and I will hold her until her heart stops. She has deteriorated quite quickly in the last couple of days, almost as if she is somehow reinforcing our decision and timing.
Run Free Jazzie and know that one day your family will be with you once again....in the meantime....I pray that by now you have met up with Samson and you two soulmates are happily romping together!!Thank you all for your kind thoughts and prayers. jujubean, that story had me in tears.
After the vet appointment I went to work so that I would have "stuff" to occupy my day. It was a good move. I have known my husband for 30 years and prior to today have seen him cry exactly twice - each time was the event of the birth of one of our two sons's. I woke up to him scrambling 2 eggs for Jazzy (she hasn't eaten dog food in a month) and heard him in the kitchen sobbing. Wow. We've had other animals put down before her and he didn't display this level of sadness for any of them. We spent a good morning with Jasmine being loved and exploring the outdoors to her capacity and then it was time for me to leave for the vet. son2 is home for the summer so we were all there to say goodbye. (son1 was home yesterday and bid his farewell.) If I had gone home after the appointment instead of going to work I think we would have fed off each other's tears all day.
There's a special place in heaven for a good veterinarian.
Here's my story and a tribute to my dog. Sorry if I'm taking up board space.
Peace to Jasmine. She was found by my BIL behind a Kroger in the ghetto, living on rats or other vermin (she was a good mouser when we got her), abused and abandoned with a collar partially embeded in her neck. My BIL couldn't keep her as he already had 3 dogs, 2 cats and a baby on the way. We had put my 14 YO Golden Retriever/Collie mix about a year earlier. and we had finally adjusted to the convenience of not having a dog when my BIL called, trying to find a home for this dog he found. I hesitated, but said I'd come over and "just take a look." OH.MY.GOD. She was the SPITTING IMAGE of my Golden/Collie. Four white paws, white blaze on the snout, feathered tail, best guess a Brittany/Sheltie mix, honestly an absolute SPITTING IMAGE of my beloved Samson in a smaller package. I looked at a calendar and discovered that my BIL found her EXACTLY ONE YEAR TO THE DAY we had Samson put down.
Insert Twilight Zone Music now.
We loved her well, we miss her, and take peace in the fact that she had 15+ years of love and joy to overcome her hard start in life.
