Tonight my family made a very hard decision.
Callie (our old rescue GSD) was put to rest tonight. This morning when we left for work, Callie wasn't normal, but we assumed it was nothing, or at the most, the heat. We came home to a sick Callie. We called the vet, took her in, and we were there by 7:45.
We sat at the vet until 9:00 with Callie laying on the floor, non responsive, and puking. It wasn't until my mom went "She's dying" that the vet finally looked up with a "What's going on?" And when my mom screamed "SHE'S DYING!" he came out, looked her over, and concluded that she had had a tumor on her spleen, and it had ruptured, leaving her bleeding to death. We decided to have her put to sleep, as she was 9 years old, and the work it would have taken to save her probably would have killed her in the end.
My sister and mom and I all said goodbye, and then they went into the room to do the job. I stayed outside, because I was so upset, and don't do well with the actual passing.
Callie Dog was a puppy mill rescue. Her 'owner' took her to a livestock auction and put her through it at 8 years old. Amanda and I saw here there and I insisted we bring her home - planning on rehoming. She came home, and decided we were her home, and Amanda was her girl. She loved her, and you could see it, and Amanda loved her just as much.
Callie went downhill quickly. It would have been cruel for us to keep her alive any longer. And while we sat there, watching her throw up, and drool, and watched her 'being there' fade from her eyes, I knew we were losing her, but that didn't stop the hurt when it was decided what we'd do.
We're all missing Callie, and the other dogs know she's gone. I'm wishing that poor, old girl green grass, no fences, friendly dogs, treats, kisses on her nose like she loved so much, and lots of love at the bridge until she and the people who loved her for 11 short months are together again.
Here she is the day we brought her home. I like to think she was excited to start her first real life in a loving family.
Such a beautiful girl, with a beautiful soul. You're missed already, baby.
Callie (our old rescue GSD) was put to rest tonight. This morning when we left for work, Callie wasn't normal, but we assumed it was nothing, or at the most, the heat. We came home to a sick Callie. We called the vet, took her in, and we were there by 7:45.
We sat at the vet until 9:00 with Callie laying on the floor, non responsive, and puking. It wasn't until my mom went "She's dying" that the vet finally looked up with a "What's going on?" And when my mom screamed "SHE'S DYING!" he came out, looked her over, and concluded that she had had a tumor on her spleen, and it had ruptured, leaving her bleeding to death. We decided to have her put to sleep, as she was 9 years old, and the work it would have taken to save her probably would have killed her in the end.
My sister and mom and I all said goodbye, and then they went into the room to do the job. I stayed outside, because I was so upset, and don't do well with the actual passing.
Callie Dog was a puppy mill rescue. Her 'owner' took her to a livestock auction and put her through it at 8 years old. Amanda and I saw here there and I insisted we bring her home - planning on rehoming. She came home, and decided we were her home, and Amanda was her girl. She loved her, and you could see it, and Amanda loved her just as much.
Callie went downhill quickly. It would have been cruel for us to keep her alive any longer. And while we sat there, watching her throw up, and drool, and watched her 'being there' fade from her eyes, I knew we were losing her, but that didn't stop the hurt when it was decided what we'd do.
We're all missing Callie, and the other dogs know she's gone. I'm wishing that poor, old girl green grass, no fences, friendly dogs, treats, kisses on her nose like she loved so much, and lots of love at the bridge until she and the people who loved her for 11 short months are together again.
Here she is the day we brought her home. I like to think she was excited to start her first real life in a loving family.
Such a beautiful girl, with a beautiful soul. You're missed already, baby.
RIP dear Callie..
