The Dog Died Yesterday!

Ethan was the hero that jumped into action to move her body.  We are so proud that he was strong enough to go into action for this horribly anticipated event.  We all are grateful to him for his ability and strength.  It was sad and unifying to have gone through her suffering together.  All took. Turns giving her water and food and sympathizing with her as she whined and whined, day and night for weeks.  Her legs couldn't hold her at all in the end and it was Ezzy who finally found her yesterday, after school, having already expired. 

We are sad and together we commiserated in my room.  We told stories of our fond memories of her devoted friendship and service to our family.  She wasn't just a chore of walking a dog.  She was a member of our family.  She herded us and reminded us of our devotion to one another.

Ethan was often the fellow who volunteered to walk her, along with his other brothers, especially in the last months.  Everybody had to lift her when she got stuck here and there wandering about the house, without her legs fully working.  Her whining was the worst part of the ordeal, but it didn't seem to be pain as much as the anguish of not being able to get outside to truly relieve herself.  She hated being stinky and not able to move.  When she was comfortable she was quiet.

We will remember her for the rest of our lives and we learned much about the friendship of dogs and humans and we enjoyed her much! We are all convinced that there are dogs in heaven, now.   Who knew?