Friday was one of the saddest days of my life. My dear old Westie, Niki, started to have seizure/tremors and would fall over. She is sixteen. I called the vet to make an appointment to have her put to sleep on Saturday morning. They said they would call me back with the appointment time. I've been just a teensy bit more emotional lately, due to a plethora of different issues, but this one pushed me over the edge into that vague place where nothing seemed 'normal' anymore. Daughter and I made sure she was as comfortable as possible. We talked about how Daughter did not seem excited that July day 16 years ago when Niki came into our lives. When I asked her then she said she was sad because now there was something else in her life that she would love, and it would die. Sixteen years is a nice long time to have a family pet. We are very thankful for that.This story doesn't have a sad ending. The vet never called back. By evening, dear old Niki was snatching flying pizza crust from the air. She has only had one short episode like that of Friday morning, and at the moment, she is sitting at my feet looking lovingly at me through her cataract dimmed eyes.
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I have a Westie too she's just over a year old and am already so attached, she's a sweet heart, I was so relieved that it wasn't a sad ending.....
Denise
That is the hardest part about dogs...we will have to reach the day they are gone from us!! One reason my hubby says the ones we have now are the last ones we get to have...he has usually been the one to have to take them in to be put down. And the one we have now that has been with us since she was 5 1/2 weeks old has bonded the most...it will be a hard adjustment when that day comes. She is now 12 1/2.
Hugs to you...
There are times when not getting called back is a good thing.
Glad you have a little more time to spoil your fur baby.
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