I talked about wondering if the water retention was something fixable with medication like lasic (sp
and too tired to care) or was this the tumors taking hold. She thought there might be something easily fixable with
meds because the tumors did not look like they were directly causing problems.
We went to breakfast while the blood
workup was happening. Then they called to say that she had just stopped breathing and they were doing CPR on her until
we said otherwise. Bless em all. The vet was besides herself because she couldn't figure out why it happened.
I know it is time for a new phase of my life. every dog's passing I have ever had, has been the
harbinger
of a significant transition in my life.
she has taught me to take my fight against the toxins in the world to a new level of success and how to
live with (insulinoma) cancer.
To the end she was a fighter.
a true warrior as I hope to be some day.
Her tail never stopped wagging.
she never stopped looking for pets.
I am beyond humbled, as I was by my Dad's example pf how to live with cancer, by her presence
in my life and the gifts it brought to me!
I feel so strongly, that she impelled me to take her to the vet, waited
for
us to be gone
and chose to leave rather then have it be chosen for her. I feel to the
bottom cell of my being,
that
this was her gift to me, to not only spare me the anquish of deciding
it was time to put her down,
but in the final
moments of not breathing, to take away my direct choice~
because teaching CPR is what I have done for my living (in part)
for 30
years, including Pet CPR.
While I havent had time to change my website yet, it would be worth a moment
of
your time to pop over and see her sticking her tongue out at the cancer
diagnois with her Vet when they said she only had
a few weeks and would
never walk again *(from the first surgery, not to mention the second 18
months later).
http://www.paradigmsanctuaries.com/id15.htmlTruely and without doubt, she was Foxie to the end.
Many spiritual teachers say that death means little to dogs.
I know it is
true,
For all the many mistakes I have made in my life with my dogs, THIS one, I
got right.
For THIS
one, the gifts of your words, insights, knowledge and resources
brought alternatives that added to the quality of
her time. What I have
learned I share with others, not only fellow dog lovers facing similiar
challenges, but in all
the safety classes that I teach. Your words touch so
many lives that you will never know!
As sad as I am and
miss her physical presence, because I was calm and
balanced when I returned home, so was Signal Bear. I feel more
then ever
that dogs see spirits, including their fellow pack members and think nothing
of it. I feel that they
react to our overwhelming anguish and grief, like
when I came back from having to put Tanna down, walked in the house,
and in
utter shock and astonishment watched Foxie doing an absolute Snoopy dance
from the fact her competitor was gone
and Foxie got all her stuff...compared
to my Thunderboy who was all over me with kisses, cuteness and cuddles
clearly
trying to help me feel better. This time, I can feel her close by
on so many moments and have to smile to know she
is free of that awful
disease and can be with me now any time she wants.
So thank you all good friends for your
love, support and compassion!
From my heart to yours ~
in peace and gratitute!
C.J. Anderson
