all quiet
The dog is gone.
The dog has died.
It was quick. Sort of. A couple of weeks of off behavior.
The vet told us a couple of years ago that she was very old. We changed some things in her life, made some adjustments. Bought dog toys again. Oldest became wary and passed her many many little treats over this past two years: little bits of bacon, fresh fruit, a little pork.
We bought her some very fancy canned food about a month ago and it proved to be too much for her. Not that it killed her, but it was too rich, I think.
She wasn't well.
Finally, this week, she stopped eating and drinking and nothing could be made right for her. I, yes I, fed her water from an eye dropper.
She stayed on her delicious giant soft bed for three whole days and only moved once - to walk slowly to Oldest's door as if to tell him something.
She and I had a tacit understanding. I do not care for dogs and she did not care for me. This made neither of us very popular.
She ran to greet K every night when he got home. He would scratch her behind her ears and say "hello, Dazey." Then she'd trot off and wait for someone to drop some food in the kitchen. But she was Oldest's dog and slept in his bed from the time she was a tiny puppy until he was too tall to share the space with her. She would follow his scent across the lawn when he went out. She was curled up with a tee shirt of his this morning.
They had a brutally teary goodbye - Oldest and Dazey.
Dazey Dog.
Dazey Dooley.
He was the best boy any dog could want and she, well, she was the very best dog a boy could have.
Comments
*tears*
Wishing Dazey safe journeys, wherever she is, and wishing Oldest comfort...
Lm
xoxo
So, so sorry. Truly. It's never easy to say good-bye to a family member, no matter the tacit understandings.
My heart goes out to Oldest.
XX E
I am crying right along with him.
I prefer a lot of dogs over most people.
Well.
Hugs to Oldest.
Apparently we are getting a dog this summer. The family has out-voted me.
(I don't want to talk about it.)
(But I'm still sending hugs to Oldest.)
It sounds like Dazey was much loved, and had as good a life as any dog could ever have.
You were good to help her. I'm not a dog person either, though we have one. I lurve my kitties, and I fall apart when they suffer.
Hugs to all of you.
I hesitate to ask, but did you have a burial? I could not bear to bury my last pet that died virtually in my arms. My two very young kids did the honors in our backyard (with DH). They were awesome. Even wrote some poetry. ! So bittersweet.
x
xo
ErinH
ErinH
Hey, my super-secret password verication is "singshil"
Damn dog.
*sniff*
Can you please give Oldest a hug from me? Or just say that my heart is hurting for him. That may be more appropriate.
My heart hurts for Oldest.
No matter what you say, she WAS a super cute dog with highly scritchable ears.
Sending squeezy hugs to all of you, especially Oldest. It's hard to lose a friend like that.
jbhat
Feeling sorry for you guys!
I am not a dog person yet I cried whiel reading this. A pet in a family becomes part of it and when it goes there's no denying it, it HURTS. I know. Been there.
So I'll line up with all the others and hug Oldest, I am so sorry.
Ciao Dazey ...
{hugs oldest} and the rest of the family.
I loved your dog (having never met you or your dog). When I first started reading your blog years ago, there was something so gentle and easy-going about her.
Right now, for some reason, I feel like I lost my dog. *Crying real big tears* I'm so sorry. My heart goes out to Oldest....and to all of you.