Said goodbye to this sweet girl yesterday.
The lymphoma overpowered the prednisone and her restricted breathing was making her miserable. She looked to us with those always bright eyes for some relief, but we couldn’t do anything more. She is finally at peace but has left an incredible hole in our lives. You will be missed, #SophieGoldenDoodle.
…later
I went to work today and was able to compartmentalize my feelings and trudge through the distraction of work. A few people spoke to me about it, one had lost their dog Friday, I was able to keep it together and talk about how special she was, and is resting now. I even had a pre dialogue in the car ride home as I got close, of my typical greetings to her upon opening the door. “Where’s my girl at?! Where’s my watch dog?! Who’s the pretty girl?!where’s she at..?! There she is!! There’s that prettiest girl in the whole wide world!”
But as I opened the lock I noticed my hand shaking, and when she was not on the other side of the door, the flood hit hard. Tracy approached having experienced the same earlier when she got home from errands and we embraced in wet sobs. Later, I see these comments- Thank you all for the overwhelming support. I know many of you speak from experience -two and four legged loved ones. Thank you.
found a nice example of Sophie’s greeting captured on SophieCam
This was from January 2016. She had hurt her bad foot and was resting it. Watching now, I do feel bad about leaving her at the end, but I was just changing clothes so we could go on a walk…