I know in my heart that it is the right thing to do but still it hurts.
Lou baby is 12 years old and has metastatic breast cancer. We were told this last year when she had 5 tumors removed but at that time she was doing just fine.
In the last couple of months she has become blind, confused, incontinent of bowel and bladder. Still she interacted with the other dogs and ate and drank and went outside at least once or twice a day (in addition to potty breaks of course)
This last week or so she has really deteriorated she can’t get on or off the deck anymore–in fact she just fell off the end on her nose yesterday. She also gets lost in the yard and we have to go look for her–we have ten acres, about 7 or 8 of them are wild and wooded. She can barely walk and is just a pathetic sight to see.
It is selfish for me to let her go on like this but I have kept putting it off cause I’ve had her over 11 years now and I’ve grown accustomed to her face.
So as I write this literally with tears running down my face I am mentally preparing for this task. I know it is the right thing to do. She has no quality of life now. But still it is so hard. I will hold her as she slips off and bury her in the yard with my other beloved pets who have passed on. This weekend I will go buy a little stone to mark the spot where Lou baby’s body lies. I will keep her in my heart always right next to Vinnie, Bobo, Bambi, and Squeaky.