Chris/China (GA)/Garfield
Member Since 2013
last night's late, sad condo
Well today we woke to rain, and fog..and rain..and more fog, so other than getting out to get brunch and then taking DM to get her hair done, we're going to have a lazy afternoon in the hotel I think.
I reduced China last night...the whole time we were at the show last night, I kept thinking about how low she'd been at PMPS and history of running low under stress...and wondering if I could find an emergency vet if I came back to the hotel and she was in crisis. I don't usually worry like that but I guess the unexpected death of my drooler has me on edge.
I'm having a real hard time with Peaches's death yesterday. Peaches came to me as an abused yellow lab mix puppy of about 6 months. Just bringing my hand down to pet her sent her into a cower. She never did get over her terrible fear of men, so it's not hard to figure out who abused her. She gradually figured out that I would never hurt her and learned to trust me. I feel like I've violated that trust now, although at a logical level, I understand I couldn't have known (nobody could) but all I can picture is that poor terrified dog and how horrible her last few minutes on earth had to be. Knowing the last 10 or so years of her life were good ones somehow isn't helping with the guilt I feel of leaving her behind
The lady who owns/runs the kennel offered to have her cremated (which tells me she probably died of smoke inhalation) and wanted to send her back to me in a nice urn. At the time (since we were in the theater with the show about to start) I said that would be fine, but the idea of dropping off a live dog and having only her ashes returned to me is VERY hard to take
More tears :cry: :cry:
Well today we woke to rain, and fog..and rain..and more fog, so other than getting out to get brunch and then taking DM to get her hair done, we're going to have a lazy afternoon in the hotel I think.
I reduced China last night...the whole time we were at the show last night, I kept thinking about how low she'd been at PMPS and history of running low under stress...and wondering if I could find an emergency vet if I came back to the hotel and she was in crisis. I don't usually worry like that but I guess the unexpected death of my drooler has me on edge.
I'm having a real hard time with Peaches's death yesterday. Peaches came to me as an abused yellow lab mix puppy of about 6 months. Just bringing my hand down to pet her sent her into a cower. She never did get over her terrible fear of men, so it's not hard to figure out who abused her. She gradually figured out that I would never hurt her and learned to trust me. I feel like I've violated that trust now, although at a logical level, I understand I couldn't have known (nobody could) but all I can picture is that poor terrified dog and how horrible her last few minutes on earth had to be. Knowing the last 10 or so years of her life were good ones somehow isn't helping with the guilt I feel of leaving her behind
The lady who owns/runs the kennel offered to have her cremated (which tells me she probably died of smoke inhalation) and wanted to send her back to me in a nice urn. At the time (since we were in the theater with the show about to start) I said that would be fine, but the idea of dropping off a live dog and having only her ashes returned to me is VERY hard to take
More tears :cry: :cry: