|Penne at Ken Thompson Park last December|
(In truth this condition probably began 15 months ago when my niece and her boyfriend were visiting from England - there were days on which we had to cajole Penne to jump up into my car).
Penne has been on Carprofen for just over a week, giving her some relief from pain.
The vet, who had taken blood tests last Friday, called me this morning to say that she should no longer take this anti-pain/anti-inflammation drug, because after only four days on it her kidneys had already been compromised.
I came home from a meeting today and Penne could not stand up. When I tried to lift her, she screamed with pain.
A bit later she struggled to get up, and she staggered outside to pee and poop.
The time had come.
I wanted to postpone the hard decision, but she was not going to get better. My best wishes and love for her could not possibly have exceeded her pain.
I called the vet.
Her Uncle and Aunt, Ron and Char came to say good-bye to her. She has spent so many very happy hours in their home when I have been away.
I dosed her with a lot of pain medicine, so that she was able to get into the car for her final journey.
At the Veterinary practice I stayed with her until her sedation kicked in. I caressed her and talked to her until she slumped to the floor. I left the Clinic before the final euthanasing injection.
The Veterinary Staff were sweet. gentle and gracious. They have known her for so long.
As I drove home I wanted to call the Vet and say "no, no, don't give give her the final shot".
And then I remembered her pain. It could never be cured, And at 16 years of age (9 with me) she deserved to be pain free.
I had a friend with me this evening, Deacon Allan Rogers from St. Boniface, so that I would l not be alone. That was good.
Many of you met Penne. I am so grateful for the ways in which you showed her such great affection. She won all our hearts.
I have shed many tears. There are many to come. I do not relish the thought of waking up tomorrow without seeing her big brown eyes, and watching her tail wag as she greets me.
DOG and GOD. Our dogs are god-like. They show us unconditional love.
My sister in law Ange, my niece Louise, and my friends Susan and Lisa have recently traveled this sad path. They know and understand my tears.