
But she wouldn't eat and her constant panting had started to get a slight whistle sound to it. And her inability to stand this morning clued us that things were going bad quickly -- although that turned out to be a slightly different problem.
Rather than let her go to where she would be miserable, we said good-bye this afternoon.
So, no, it' s still not a good day. I thought 2006 was going to be better than 2005, but so far I've not seen an improvement.

4 comments:
I'm sorry, Zette, I know that's a hard thing to do. My thoughts are with you.
I'm sorry, Zette and Russ. It's so hard to say good-bye to our four-footed companions, but you know when the time is right to make things better for them.
Zette,
We had to say goodbye to Max, our 16 year old Lhasa Apso a year and a half ago. I still miss the 'ole fuzzhead.
My condolances.
I'm very sorry.
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