I should be mailing my Christmas cards, delivering neighbor gifts, and wrapping presents. I haven't blogged about most of December, but I'll have to catch up later.
When we got home from our family party last night, Jamaica had a seizure, much worse than her usual. We went to bed last night knowing that she might be dying. This morning she was still breathing, but unable to stand or walk. Rob carried her to the tree for this photo before loading her into the car. We had the kids say their goodbyes just in case she didn't return from the pet ER. Rob spent a couple of hours there while they performed x-rays and blood tests. They found large tumors in her lungs and spleen and Rob held her while they put her to sleep. I'm glad I didn't have to watch that.
I've complained about the dog poop in the yard, how stinky she is, how I feel guilty for neglecting her. But now that she is gone, I miss her. I'll post a photo collage when I have more time. RIP Jamaica. What a good, good dog.
1 comment:
What a nice idea to take a final picture, I'm sure you guys have some great memories with her.
I hope you all had a nice Christmas together, despite your loss. Big hug!
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