Last week, my beloved Daisy... our Basset Hound started acting strangely. She was having trouble drinking her water and chewing and swallowing her food. It turned out that my best Dukie had lymphoma.
We've been struggling all week long, and as the days were wearing on, she seemed to be so sad, and really uncomfortable.
This morning at 7:45, we made the hardest journey we've ever had to make, and brought Daisy to the vet so she could cross over the rainbow bridge and rest well in doggie heaven.
It was the most unbearable decision I've made, and I am still having a hard time with it. (did I do the right thing?).
Last night I slept on the floor with her holding her in my arms and breathing in her stinky hound-dog scent. And I loved every minute of it.
Walking out the door this morning, I felt like I could just fall to my knees. I've never known such unconditional, sweet, innocent love in my whole life.
My Dukes didn't care if I was rich or poor, if I was having a bad hair day, if I was happy or sad, if I was in a bad mood, or on top of the world. She loved me (and all of us) with all of her doggie heart and soul.
I take solace in the thought that she is not having anymore pain or suffering. And that she can run and jump with all the other doggies, eating hotdogs and bones, and all the cookies she could possibly ever want. She can scratch herself, and lick her paws to her heart's content without anyone telling her to stop. As she lay there sleeping, I whispered to her that she could chase all the squirrels she could ever ask for.... and this time... she would catch them!
So, today I am blogging with a very heavy heart.
I haven't picked up a book in almost two weeks.
I've logged on a couple of times, and noticed that I am losing followers. I've lost about 5 in the past week. I don't know if it's because I'm not keeping on top of things, or what. But right now, I'm finding it very hard to concentrate. Dais was the only doggie my kids and I have ever known. So, we're having a really difficult time with this.
I know that it may mean that I lose even followers, but I've decided to take a blogging break. I can't wrap my head around my every day tasks, and blogging right now feels next to impossible.
I hope you all understand. I realize I'm putting my reputation on the line, but my kids need me. And that is the most important thing to me. Adding to all of this is the fact that my Grandma is now under Hospice care, and I know that in the coming days/weeks, my blog will become even more neglected.
I'm hoping to be back on the scene by the end of October, maybe November. Hopefully, you will all be patient with me and understand the nature of my absence.
And if more followers decide to leave, I completely understand as well.
I might be able to pop in every once-in-a-while and say hello.
Thanks for lending me your ear and letting me explain myself.
September 4, 2002 - September 24, 2010