Tough day around these parts yesterday. We lost our old gal.
The last few weeks have been tough. She a Shi Tzu, small to begin with. But she hadn’t been eating much, and losing weight. Down to just 10 lbs, all skin and bones and fur.
I took her to the vet on Friday, which, in the time of COVID19, is a production in itself. They said she had a urinary tract infection, prescribed an antibiotic.
We were hoping that’s all it was, but no change over the weekend, and lots of accidents.
We knew things weren’t good on Memorial Day. We made her comfortable on the floor in the family room, and I slept on the couch next to her that night.
My wife took her back to the vet Tuesday morning. I was on a Skype call when she texted “911” to me – a preset code to let me know things were bad.
I jumped off a Skype, drove to the vet’s. Said my goodbyes in the parking lot, she licked me on the nose a last time.
She was grumpy and grumbly. Certainly wasn’t a lap dog, didn’t have a favorite toy, not very active, but had a resurgence after we got Bojangles three years ago. She started to go on walks around the block (a half mile) with him and us. For her little legs, that was quite a distance.
Pretty healthy her whole life, though, and a sometimes willing photo subject.
When she was a ball-of-fur puppy, she walked into our house and took it by storm. I posted photos of her a few times over the years, the first being in 2009.
She was a good dog to us. We’ll miss her dearly.
Sleep well, Rox.
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