My Baby

The most wonderful dog in the whole world. My baby is struggling. She’s at least 14 yrs old. I love her more than anything. Movement has been challenging. I have to help her up and down the stairs, which I am happy to do. She takes a prescription medicine for her arthritis and I’m feeding her salmon, vitamins, glucosamine, and chicken on a daily basis. It may be helping, it may not. If anything, it’s making her happy. She sleeps most of the day. She walks a few hundred yards in the morning and again in the afternoon. Then she gets to basque in the spring at Liberty park. The water is cold and I think it feels good to her. She swims a few laps with much more vigor than she walks. Then, she flops on all fours near where the cold water enters the pond. I let her stay as long as she wants. She is loved.

Right now she is sleeping, sleeping like a baby. Lying on the hard wood floor she loves. Cool, Happy. In a few hours she will have to go outside. I will clean up after her as she no longer has the same control that she used to. Maybe I will have to hose off her rear. Some days are good, some days are bad. Nevertheless, she is Loved and cared for. Me??? I don’t know. Thinking about how this will end is troubling. I don’t want to let go. I LOVE my Sonja more than anything. For now, I will do everything I can to make her last days as happy and peaceful as possible. Right now she seems great. Tomorrow? Unkown. Her Mum sent me this email:”

Remember she loves you, too–she worships you and she trusts you to do what is right for her. You need to make a decision about her quality of life. Her’s has been a long and very happy one (at least since she has been with you). The last gift you may have to give her is peace. If it is time to go, you will be the very best judge of that for her, she would count on you for that with those big beautiful trusting eyes!

That last sentence. It put me in tears.

2 comments on “My Baby

  1. Making these decisions are never easy, and it hurts like a motherf***er when you do …

    I know exactly what you went though, having had to make the same decision a few times in the last 4 years.


    Grief Redux

  2. This is a very touching story about your dog. I enjoyed your site as a first time reader. I look forward to reading more in the future.

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