These things are bound to happen when you're half a world away.
The family dog died Monday morning. Lacey, our Pembroke Welsh Corgi, was such a trooper! She was nearly 14 years old when she stopped eating almost a month ago. She couldn't keep food down, she lost almost 5 of her 24 pounds, and she stopped hobbling around. The vet gave her IV fluids, but they couldn't find out what was wrong with her. Everyone in the family pitched in to give the dog 24-hour care. The day before she died, she had 7 seizures.
I missed her so much, and I feel bad that I wasn't there for her when things were at their worst. She was a great dog, instantly lovable, and was always up for a lick on your face even if you had to pick her up and put her on a chair to do it. We all miss her. My sister took it really rough, and she brought over the family cat to help her deal with the loss. The whole time she was sick, I was out of touch with the folks. They were all so caught up in holding on to her just a little longer.
So now the family pet has been cremated, put in an urn, and soon to be placed in a homemade shrine of my sister's design. She already had enough corgi memorabilia to sink the Titanic. I'm sure it will come into play.
I'm in the midst of my third good cry about it. There's just no going back home sometimes.
I missed her so much, and I feel bad that I wasn't there for her when things were at their worst. She was a great dog, instantly lovable, and was always up for a lick on your face even if you had to pick her up and put her on a chair to do it. We all miss her. My sister took it really rough, and she brought over the family cat to help her deal with the loss. The whole time she was sick, I was out of touch with the folks. They were all so caught up in holding on to her just a little longer.
So now the family pet has been cremated, put in an urn, and soon to be placed in a homemade shrine of my sister's design. She already had enough corgi memorabilia to sink the Titanic. I'm sure it will come into play.
I'm in the midst of my third good cry about it. There's just no going back home sometimes.