My dear, sweet dog is showing the signs of a dog that knows it’s time on Earth is coming to a close. Confusion, shaking, weakness, behavior changes, loss of ‘control’, and the dreaded signs of not wanting to eat or drink. Luckily, one of the medications has jump-started her desire to eat, but she hasn’t touched anything to drink in two days. I’m mixing water into her food, but I know it won’t work forever. Katie just wants to curl up with either me or Lucy – and be loved. I’m supremely grateful that we’ve got time to say goodbye while she’s still able to walk outside with us, still able to enjoy a ‘good sniff in the wind’, still able to recognize us, and return our love.
Never in my life have I so wanted to be wrong about something, but I think she’s going to be moving on soon.
Amazingly, I’ve been learning some very interesting things over the last few days. Continue reading
I’ve never had kids, but I am a doting doggie daddy. We’ve had Katie for a little over two and a half years now, and she’s an absolutely beautiful, sweet-tempered dog. I spend a lot of time trying to ‘communicate’ with her. I’m ‘sure’ she loves me, and I’m ‘sure’ she knows I love her – but it would be great to just have a few sentences in a common language to express it directly. Alas, it’s not to be – it’s not quite the way we were designed. We just have to ‘know‘ the love is there.
She has various ailments – so I sometimes have to poke, prod, check, and apply ointments. She just stands there patiently. She doesn’t understand what I’m doing, but she ‘knows‘ I’m trying to help her.
Just now I was noticing her limp a little, and I felt her shoulders and noticed a significant difference in the warmth over one of her shoulders as compared to the other. What was she thinking? Maybe she thought Continue reading