This is a pic that I posted on my old blog once. This was literally taken at a moment when I needed to be with her so badly, in my brother's car after he picked me up following a horrendous weekend in NYC last summer. This look of love and recognition is not one that registers on her face these days as her cognition has changed. But the trust remains. Click on her photo to really see her beauty.
posted by Black Egg at 11:25 PM
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I remember this picture. She's beautiful.
My parents' dog Patches suffered from epilepsy and it got progressively worse until she was seizing more than not. I was there taking care of her during one of her grand-mal ones and it was so scary. She was not the same dog. I felt so helpless. They decided to put her down due to the horrible state of life she had at that point. It was such a hard decision and my dad still feels guilty about it. I don't think he'll be able to have a dog again. But you never know, he might change his mind eventually.
I'm sending you good thoughts. I know it's a horrible thing to go through.
Thank you for the thoughts. It's weird, I have mostly been pretty, I guess, stoic in the day-to-day dealings with all of it. But then every once in awhile I break down. Last night got very drunk on a suspiciously small amount of wine and lost it for awhile to a friend. Then I got sick.
I'm sorry about your parent's dog. The situation sounds pretty similar. I'm hoping I will know when we need to do what we need to do it, but hopefully not see her suffer too much before then.
Thanks again.
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