I have to tell you, it's been a rough week. My sweetest girldog, Sallie, is gone. I had to put her to sleep last week. I've just been heartbroken about it. She was like my kid. What a horrible decision it is to make when that time comes. This is the third time and I tell you, it never gets easier.
I adopted Sal from a beagle rescue about 5 years ago. She had a horrible life. In recent x-rays we found out that she was full of buckshot. I think she was suppose to be a hunting dog... but definitely didn't have the temperament for that. She was scared of loud noises and afraid of feet and hands above her head. I'm sure she was beat. We were very lucky to have found each other. She had it made with me and I'm a sucker for a cute dog with a bruised soul.
Unfortunately, I found out about three years ago she had congestive heart failure and it just started to get really bad about a month ago. The doc said that sometimes, like with humans, something just lets go and the heart starts to go really quickly and they think that's what happened with her. She was having bad breathing spells and it just wasn't any way to live. I had to let he go.
So, I've been a little out of it lately. I promise to get back to stamping and posting. I'll be better. Just need a little time.
This post is for the Sallie-mander. This picture is the way I want to remember her... crazy and fun and full of life. Love ya sweet girl.