Arrival Story: We adopted her from my niece's aunt who had my other dog pup's dad and mom. Sophie is my dog pup's momma from her first litter. This poor little girl had 2 litters! Pups dad reef and sophie no longer could get along and one of them had to go, i had my pick so we chose sophie. She and pup liked each other from day one.
Bio: Sophie was her own little person. My dog pup never played fetch until she taught him how. She wouldnt eat her food unless she found her favorite squeaky first, and then it would remain in her bowl and she would eat around it and at times stop eating grab the squeaky and walk around then go back to eating. She always smacked her lips when eating, it was so cute. The goofiest thing she ever did was manage to balance a squeaky on her back and level herself with the wall and move front to back making the squeaky move back and forth, lol, making the squeaky itch her? Who knows but it was so quirky and cute i wished i would have videoed it. She was also my little escape artist from the back yard, made me worry some till i found her, little bugger. In June 2006 we woke up one night to her having a seizure. Took her to the vet and they couldnt find anything wrong. Then another 2 months went by and it happened again, this time in clusters and full grand mauls. The nightmare began. She was put on phenabarbitol to no avail so bromide was added, the dose was upped and played with and they just wouldnt stop. She had as many as 8 per day at that time. By this time she just couldnt function, could barely hold herself up to pee, was so doped up it was ridiculous. She was totally not herself. We finally had to decide to end her suffering in February 2007 which was the hardest thing we ever had to do in our lives. I'm glad I was there for her in the end to love her thru it, we bonded even closer during the whole thing and just made me miss her more. We would just talk calmly to her thru her seizures, dont know if it helped or not, but it felt right because its so stressing on a dog. To anyone else out there who has lost a family pet, i feel your pain.
My best friend closed his eyes last
night, As his head was in my hand.
The Doctors said he was in pain,
And it was hard for him to stand.
The thoughts that scurried through
my head, As I cradled him in my arms.
Were of his younger, puppy years,
And OH...his many charms.
Today, there was no gentle nudge
With an intense "I love you gaze",
Only a heart thats filled with tears
Remembering our joy filled days.
But an Angel just appeared to me,
And he said, "You should cry no more,
GOD also loves our canine friends,
HE's installed a 'doggy-door"!
--- Jan Cooper --- 1995