Lizzie, 1997-2012

[ateolf]

There was a few months ago when we thought Lizzie may be dying. She got a little better, but late last Saturday night my mom texted me about her doing much worse again. So last Sunday, one week ago, I woke up and drove out to my parents' to see her. When I got there, she was just lying on the floor not moving anything. Her legs were completely still, her eyes weren't even moving. Her hind legs were even twisted in a weird position. She was alive, just completely immobile. I wasn't even sure if she recognized me or knew anything of what was going on. I sat with her for a while and after a time, piece by piece, she began to move some. Her head, her legs. After my being there a bit she seemed revitalized a bit. At one point she even tried to stand up, I tried to help her up and hold her but she couldn't stay standing. My mom and I changed her diaper and put her back on the pallet (she had kinda been half on/half off). My mom gave her some water in a syringe. I sat with her a while like this and she began to whine in an unusual way. I wasn't sure if I was hurting her or what (her physical state was not good, very bony and seeminly all rib cage, but I mostly pet her head and neck). She began to move about on the pallet and managed to move herself to the other side where the water bowl is and began to drink and drink and drink. Later, after I had gone back home, during band practice, my mom called. She told me she had found Lizzie with her head in the bowl and she thought she was dead, but wasn't. But she was really bad again. My parents talked about taking her to the emergency clinic to have her put to sleep, but my dad suggested my mom give her one of her sleeping pills. She died about 6:30 that night, lying in bed next to my mom. My mom called while Mary Beth and I were out at Crazy Noodle (a tough phone call in public). They had given her another sleeping pill some time ago, it didn't seem like the first one had gone down. I know she was suffering badly in the end and it's a relief that that's over, but it just hurts so much now that she's gone.

Comments

[farceprophet.livejournal.com]

sorry, man.

[ethangrim.livejournal.com]

She was a sweet doggie. I'm sorry to hear that.