It looks like this is "it". I have made an appointment for Friday afternoon to have my beloved Gypsy put to sleep. Gads I hate even writing that.
She has really been struggling lately, worse than ever. Many times she can't stand up by herself and I have to help her. She has begun frequently urinating on herself, and when she does manage to get outside she more or less collapses on the porch to pee. Last night my daughter had to literally carry her in from where she'd collapsed on the porch as she was unable to get herself back up and just lay there breathing heavily. She smells awful despite my daily cleaning of her hair.
It's starting to feel mean to keep her going. The vet I prefer wasn't available until Friday afternoon, and I won't let "just anybody" send her off with me,so Friday it is. 15 is a good, long life for a golden mutt I know, but man it feels too short for me.
Lots of tears already this week…..and I'm not even a crier..... I am going to be a wreck Friday. My best friend has offered to go in with me, but I'm not sure yet if I want that. It is a very nice offer --she's not really an "animal person" but really does get that I am and knows just how hard this is going to be for me. My husband is pretty sure I'll cancel the appointment, but the last couple of days have really shown me that it's time.