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Leave a bone for Ariel Yellowpants
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Bigs, Biggins, Yellow
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Being Yellow, being told she is yellow, endless loving and snuggles, the Chuck-it, swiming at Marymoore, laying around being lazy and yellow.
When the loving and snuggles are not endless.
Ball! Ball! Ball! Anything that looks like a ball or can pretend to be a ball. Yep.
Anything that looks or smells like food or like it might have once been food. My mom says I am "enthusiastic about treats." It's true. I looooove treats.
I like the smells of my new neighborhood. I mostly like to go to Golden Gardens and show the other dogs that I'm the best fetcher around.
When mom fakes me out and pretends to throw the ball and i run way out, then she throws it and I catch it in my mouth. Thats really fun!.
My Ariel just lost her battle with Mass Cell Tumors. She was only 7 years old. My heart is so sad right now I don't know what to do.
We woke up this morning, she heard the alarm clock and immediately stuck her sweet nose in my face "Wake up Mom! Food time!" So up we bounded and her tail was going crazy because Breakfast is the most exciting meal of the day.
I got out of the shower and she greeted me, came downstairs and lounged on the bed while I got ready. I gave her kisses and hugs and told her I loved her and I was out the door for work.
At 1:30 I got a call from Jeff, the housemate who is her daytime playpal, and he said "Jenn, I just found Ariel on the porch and something is definitely wrong. She's unresponsive, she's panting a drooling and she can't keep her tongue in her mouth and her eyes are all glazed over."
Jeff and Melissa rushed her to the vet and I drove like a maniac to meet them there. I called Jesse on the way and he hopped on his scooter and rode like a maniac.
When I got there she lifted up her head all bleary-eyed, with her big pink tongue just hanging there, but she knew I was there. Jeff felt her tail thump once. Her breathing was very labored and her heart rate was sky high and her ears were very hot. The vet had given her some cortozone and was trying to flush her with fluids to dissapate the toxins and get her back to normal.
When Jesse arrived and the people who loved her the most were all there, her breathing started slowing, and she laid her head down on my arm and her eyes started to close a bit. The vet took her tempurature and it was rising, and her heart rate was rising as well and her breathing slowing rapidly. He said to me "I don't want her suffering. We need to help her make the transition." and So I cuddled up with her really tight, and Jeff and Melissa had their hands on her belly and Jesse had is hands on her head, and I had her ears in my hands and we all gave her kisses and told her how much we loved her and she just fell asleep in my arms and her breathing stopped and we all just stood there and sobbed.
We stayed there all four us quiet, even the vet and the assistant, just crying. Then when I was able to let go, we went home, got her ball out of the back yard, a picture of me her and Ruby snuggling on the bed, her favorite bicsuits and I cut a lock of my hair and took them back to have them cremated with her.
My lady is gone and I don't know what to do. It wasn't supposed to happen this fast, but I'm glad she made the decision to call the game, and she didn't have to endure a long, painful last bit of her life. I didn't have to make the decision. She made it for us. My heart feels like it is being pulled slowly out of my chest.
My lady is gone.
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|March 25th 2004
||More than 9 years!
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