Heart Disease in Dogs

[Tradd]

Gelia, I'm so sorry. Hope things go well. You gave her a good ending.

[JaneV2.0]

I'm sorry about Lucy--end of life issues are the giant downside of having beloved pets.

[Geila]

Lucy had a beautiful morning after a night of cuddles and lots of love, sleeping right next to mom under her soft blanket. She started the morning with a lovely walk with her whole family, where she got to enjoy all the smells, sunshine, and fresh air she wanted. Then she spent lots of time sniffing every nook and cranny in the front yard for signs of potential invaders. Next, she got all of her favorite treats fed to her in her soft bed, and ate as much as she wanted. That was followed by sitting in the sun in the backyard listening to the birds and enjoying head rubs from mom and dad. And finally, she went in a car ride wrapped up in her favorite blanket and held in mom's arms with all the windows down so she could smell and feel the fresh air, and visited her vet who gave her a quick shot while mom and dad held her and kissed her and told her how much they loved her. And she never vomited, not once. It was the best kind of day: sunny with a nice cool breeze, 70 degrees. Perfect. The perfect day for a perfect girl.

Rest in Peace, Lucylu. A sweet goofy loving soul that we will miss dearly.

[iris lilies]

What a beautiful last day she had. Very nice.

[Geila]

What a beautiful last day she had. Very nice.

You had a lot to do with it. Thank you.

[Tradd]

Gelia, thank you for sharing the photos. Poor wee Lucy. So glad she had a good day.

[Alan]

Rest in Peace LucyLu, you remind me of our little pudgy Dottie.

[rosarugosa]

I'm so sorry, Geila. You gave her a wonderful final act.

[Geila]

Maybe she was sent to you so she could know pure love before passing.

Thanks, TT. I really needed to hear that this morning. She was definitely loved and I hope she knew it. I held on to your words to get me through.

[Geila]

Thank you, Jane, Tradd, Alan and Rosa. Your thoughts and words are much appreciated.

Can I confess that when I felt my resolve wavering this morning, the thought of having to come on here and incur the wrath of IL kept my from buckling?