We've turned yet another corner with Doris's boy, known to us as Old Sam. He had a really restless night. I was up every hour or so with him because he was stumbling around and whining. I kept trying to help him find a place that he would find comfortable but I couldn't. Finally at a
bout 4 o'clock this morning I sat on the floor with him, with his head in my lap, petting him and he finally went to sleep. I have to say, it was a sweet and tender moment with him. It was so quiet and peaceful in the house with the only light coming from small nighttime lamp on the mantel and the only sound was the tinkling coming from the wind chime on the front porch. I stayed there with him for a long time (then my behind started falling asleep) and I went to bed. The other dogs let me sleep until 6:30 and Sam was still fast asleep when I checked on him.
This morning when I let him out, I could see that there was a lot of dark red blood in his urine. He has also refused breakfast and water. I don't know what all of this means but I do know that it means that I can't let him continue to much more, especially if he's in pain.
bout 4 o'clock this morning I sat on the floor with him, with his head in my lap, petting him and he finally went to sleep. I have to say, it was a sweet and tender moment with him. It was so quiet and peaceful in the house with the only light coming from small nighttime lamp on the mantel and the only sound was the tinkling coming from the wind chime on the front porch. I stayed there with him for a long time (then my behind started falling asleep) and I went to bed. The other dogs let me sleep until 6:30 and Sam was still fast asleep when I checked on him.This morning when I let him out, I could see that there was a lot of dark red blood in his urine. He has also refused breakfast and water. I don't know what all of this means but I do know that it means that I can't let him continue to much more, especially if he's in pain.
The old wound in my heart has once again been opened and the lump in my throat has returned because I know that Sam's time is close. I know some of you may think that because I've traveled this road several times, and because I've only had Sam a couple of months that this decision may be an easy one. I can tell you that it's not. I take my responsibility as caretaker of these precious old dogs very seriously, and the choice to let them go, never, ever comes easily or quickly for me.




The next live frogs I ate was deciding that I should tackle cleaning and vacuuming my van. I've really been putting that off, and Carl hasn't had time to do it for me. But I was going to be picking up a friend for lunch and if you could have seen my van, you would have agreed it REALLY needed to be done. You may recall that I love fast-food cheeseburgers. These are the prizes that I've collected when I've ordered a childs meal from McDonalds or wherever I happen to stop--I've got quite a collection going, don't you think?
The rain continued to POUR down all day, but as Thursday ended there was a break in the clouds. This morning I'm taking Charlie and CarrieAnne to the vet for their yearly visits. Carrie, being extremely shy around people she doesn't know, doesn't like going to the vet, so it'll be her frog for the day. Charlie's will be, becoming totally traumatized by having annual blood-work and a rabies vaccine--He's such a terrier! 