Worried and powerless...
...because Scout is not doing well. She can't get up to go out the dog door to do her business, so she just made a huge puddle on her bed last night. She spit out her delicious glucosamine chew this morning, and didn't get up to eat. I just gave her a bowl of water after she lifted her head with a crazed look on her face, almost like she was scared. She lapped it up frantically.
She turned 15 last month, so I have been preparing myself for this. She has been a shadow of the dog I knew, because she has gotten pretty weak and senile. But she's my girl, and has been since September 1996. I'm scared to be without her presence.
posted by K Schimmy at 10:08 AM
4 Comments:
Good ole Scouter. It is hard to see her this way, but she has had a great life. And that is all account of you making it great. She will leave a great legacy.
10:41 AM
It is so difficult to lose our furry family. I believe that we will see them again and my heart goes out to you and your family as you prepare to have an empty place in your family.
4:41 AM
Oh, Kelli, I am so sorry. So, so sorry. Give her a gentle hug for me and know that I am scared with you.
2:02 PM
I am so sorry. I remember when she was just a pup. I can't imagine how difficult this must be. We're thinking about you guys.
3:20 PM
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