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My sweet Tinkerbell

As most of you know, I adopt senior dogs, and I have to say it’s one of the most rewarding things in my life. When you bring an old dog into your family, you know their time with you will be shorter than with younger dogs, but you never really think about that.

Yesterday I had to say goodbye to Tinkerbell. She spent the week being treated for an unknown illness, and we watched her progressively worsen each day. She had test after test, IV after IV, plasma, and ultrasounds. By yesterday she could no longer stand, eat or drink. Three different doctors could not figure out what was wrong with her.

I held her in my arms when I said goodbye. She is finally at peace and no longer in pain. I will never have the answers I desperately sought regarding what was wrong with her. The vets say it was probably something neurological, but they don’t know for sure.

I only had her for 1 ½ years, but my mind is filled with images of her doing all the quirky little things she always did. She had almost all of her teeth pulled, but she had one left that stuck out when she slept. On the other side of her mouth, she didn’t have any teeth, so her tongue would hand out.

My sweet, deaf, completely unique Tinkerbell, we were blessed to have had you in our lives. You gave us nothing but love and laughter.  We will miss you so much.

Hug your dog today and plant a kiss on its head in honor of Tinkerbell.

Hugs,

Anne

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