Annie has passed away. It was very difficult to let her go but seeing her on her last day I knew it was time. Austin found her in the morning not able to walk and she was whining. He got me, and I put her in her bed thinking she must have hurt herself in the night and thought she could rest better in her bed. She seemed fine. We left about an hour later and she was still in bed. When we came home much later in the afternoon, she had again fallen and was unable to stand. After much discussion and tears, Tony took her to the vet for evaluation. The vet said there wasn't much quality of life and the only viable option was to get an MRI, which he wouldn't recommend at her age, to see what was going on. We decided that it wasn't in her best interest to do that.
Austin took the situation very well, as he had for Max's death. We explained that the Dr. couldn't do anything for Annie and that she had died. He didn't have any questions and we told him that if he did we would answer them. So far he hasn't had any.
It feels weird not to have a pet. This is the first time in my life that I haven't had one. We have talked about eventually getting another pet, but we are going to wait until at least August.
This is one of my most favorite pictures of my precious dogs. Max passed
away last April and almost a year later Annie joined him. They are both
about 2 or 3 in this picture. They were both such beautiful dogs!
It is a miracle that I even got this shot! That's a whole other story!
1 comment:
I like that picture also. They were both pretty dogs. They will be missed; it will seem odd not to be greeted by them when we come to vist.
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