Today I had to say good bye to my dear Shelby girl. I have know since Wednesday that it was today that we would lose her. It was confirmed Friday when she hadn't eaten for two days - she drank less. I know she was hurting, no meds because she wouldn't eat anything. She turned down chicken, beef, eggs you name it I tried it.
I was a freaking mess. I promised myself I wouldn't be a big mess at the Vet's office - that promise was kept about a long as the usual political promise. Cripes.
We got through it somehow, she was drugged and really out of it. Then, the vile, in it went, and she was gone. Bubba commented to me after wards that Shelby's eyes didn't react like Violet and Beaufford's did. He thinks when the meds make her loopy she let go. I hope so.
Shelby came to us thanks to a friend Bubba worked with, she was sick and hurt when we brought her home from the shelter. Once she was healthy, we discovered she was chewer, and we needed strong toys NOW! She gave us 15 years of joy, company, and companionship. She slept along with me during chemo-crappy, she was goofy and sweet and my buddy.
Yeah, top 10 day of suck.
I will be a total selfish bitch now and say my mornings will now be quicker. I'm not sure I know how to get down the stairs without hauling 55 pounds of puppy. How do I start a day without a whiff of yucky soft dog food. Who the heck am I going to talk to when Bubba is traveling??
It will be a crappy week, but one foot in front of the other. God speed Shelby girl, run, jump, play in the grass and sun; things won't hurt, your legs work again and all the goodies you could ever want.
