I cannot possibly explain everything that happened right now, as I am not up to it.
I have only had 2 dogs in my life, both of them came to live with us in 1996, about 6 months apart from each other. The first dog we got was the daughter of the second dog we got later that year.
Over the weekend, our Mama dog fell ill with some urinary problems and had to be taken to the vet for urine samples, blood work etc. I had to leave her overnight, which is always hard.
When I called to pick her up yesterday, they told me they were putting her on an antibiotic and some pain medicine for a week, and then to bring her back for re-evaluation.
Happily, I raced to the vet to get her. She was listless and lethargic, and totally unresponsive to seeing me. It took a lot to get her to stand and walk out to the car.
Once we were outside, she collapsed next to the car, started to shake and would whine when I tried to get her into the vehicle. She just continued to lay in an empty parking space which was wet from rain, and of course, with whatever leaks from people's vehicles. I couldn't even leave her to go get the Vet, because someone could have ran her over trying to park.
Another client who saw what was happening went to get the vet while we waited out in the lot. Her breathing was shallow and labored. When the vet came out, she told me that our Coco had inoperable tumors in her mammaries, and they would eventually spread to her lungs, and she had a few external tumors that were good candidates for removal once she finished the medication she had prescribed. However, once the vet saw how she was, and the fact that seeing me didn't improve her att*itude, maybe it was best to put her down. After assistance carrying her back into the office, she went very fast, almost like she didn't have much time anyway.
My hubby wanted to go with me if we had to put her down, but I thought I was just going to pick her up, so he is having a very tough time with the fact that he wasn't there. On the other hand, he's blessed that he didn't see those final images I had to see. We spent a few hours ,during some tough storms, digging through tough soil to bury her. We are all heartbroken! Me, my Hubby, our 3 cats, and her daughter, Sage.
I feel totally numb. I have lost cats, mice and people, but never a dog. Now, I have lost 21 souls from my life in 3 years.
I also have to start a new job on Friday working with children over the summer, and I don't know how I'm going to cope. I have been a homemaker for the last 11 years, so I am used to being here with my fur babies, and having time to grieve their losses, now I have 2 days.

I know time helps to ease the heartbreak, but I don't have any time now.
Thanks for reading, the tears are streaming, and I can't see anymore.
Going for now,
Michelle
Coco is on the right of this pic. Her daughter, Sage, is to the left.