…Wanted you to know that Tess died around 10:30 this morning. We had the vet come out to the house…All night I dreaded today, thinking how can this dog possibly make it through another day?
…She went outside and sat on our front steps just trembling. I went out and covered her with my coat and let her sit with me with her head in my lap. After a while, I asked her how she wanted to spend her last day-it was as if she was not sick at all. Her ears pricked up and she ran and got her toy to play fetch. We spent the morning playing fetch and then we all took her for a walk in the woods, which we had done many times before. She seemed totally fine, happy, and with amazing energy.
…The vet was here and began to inject the medication into her. Tess looked up at me and I could hear her say, “no, not yet.” Her eyes were so sad, so frightened looking. It was heart wrenching to see. But I know she could not have continued the way she was. And surely, as smart as she was, she must have known too. I just pray she understood that.
We all dug a grave next to her favorite hiding spot in the side yard. We laid her bed from her crate in the bottom and put all her toys around her. So sad. I miss her already….it seems too quiet here.