I have the world's most wonderful dog. I know, I know, you think you do--and you probably do because its YOUR dog. What makes mine the most wonderful is that she is MINE; heart and soul.
If you are connected to me on face book there is no way that you have not heard of my Megan-- the world's my wonderful black lab. That's her, right there..
She was busy talking to me about the deer walking past when I took this picture :-)
Anyway, My Meggie is a beautiful 12 year old black lab who came to us as a rescue when she was about 3 weeks old. Someone had taped her into a box and tossed her out onto a back road in the cold and wet of late February. If my brother in law had not kicked the box and heard the yelp she would have surely died. But she didn't and we took her in and she thrived; she played, and ate carpets and shoes, and played, and ate belts and purses, and played...
Over the years it became apparent that it was a breeder that had dumped her. The vet opined this based on her 'bad breeding' health issues-- epilepsy, hip dysplasia, and a progressively fusing spinal cord. What the breeder didn't mess up? Megan's delight in life and absolute unconditional joy at simply being a part of this amazing world. This is one genuinely happy dog. And a happy dog is a blessing to have in your household.
Meg became very much 'my' dog-- where I go she goes if possible; rides in the jeep, in the convertible, walks, swimming, you name it she and I do it. Together.
Our favorite thing to do is to play in the sprinkler...
But she also enjoys Lake Michigan and the waves..
This past Christmas Megan had an upset tummy and had a hard time keeping her dinner down. Dr Matt (her vet) gave her some medicine and some special food and everything was ok for a couple of days. The Friday before New Year's she took a turn for the worse and could not keep water down or her medicine for her epilepsy. We took her back to the Dr.'s today and received some very bad news; Megan's pancreas is very damaged and inflamed. Dehydration and pain is the result of this.
The vet told us that we could admit her for IV fluids and see how she does but that from this point on it is just a matter of time before we will have to release our happy loving girl from the pain of her body.
My husband and I decided to admit her and try for re hydration-- our goal is to enjoy one more summer with Our Girl--pain free and happy.
Here's to The Gods being willing....
2 comments:
We had to say goodbye to our furry baby last year. He was 13, and yes he was the best dog ever. You have my deepest sympathy. *hugs*
Thank you and I'm so sorry for your loss :-(
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