A Dog’s Life, Letting Go

I had to have my Jazzy girl put down Friday night. I plan to take some time away from my blog. I just can’t focus on it right now. I need to stay busy and keep myself distracted. I lost my best friend.

From FB Saturday Nov 16th

Jazzy went very peacefully. I knew last night before work, this time was different. Kris checked on her through the night while I was working.

I got home from work and she was not responding to things she normally would. Not my touch, not my voice, not me fussing over her eye boogers and once at the animal hospital, not even to dogs barking. She just stared at nothing when I got home and could not stand at all on her own. Once I finally got her upright, she just stood there lost. I knew then. So I picked her up and held her to say my goodbyes. That’s when she peed. Which only confirmed what I needed to do. She beat a stroke and had cancer and she was done.

The process was peaceful. My heart knows I did the right thing. I’m at peace with it. But it sucks. It really sucks. I’m blessed to have had her. Everyone talks about how lucky she was to have had me. I was lucky to have her. She was my best friend. She saw me through a lot of really bad times and never left my side.

Thank you everyone for your kind words. It means a lot to me.

38 thoughts on “A Dog’s Life, Letting Go”

  1. Oh Laura, I am so, so sorry. It’s painfully sad to have to lose our best friends like this. I still remember having to have my dog put down and that was 8 years ago but it still hurts so much thinking of him.
    She was a gorgeous girl, and was had a good life, loved with abundance  ♥ Sending lots of hugs your way.
    Caz xxxxx

  2. Never easy saying good journey to a member of your pack Laura I can relate mine was 16 when I put her to rest 4 yrs ago it was gut wrenching but I could see she was in so much pain.

    Now since then I have a Chocolate Tank name Dakota she is 6 now

    luas dia I do thuras Laura


  3. I am so sorry for your loss. Some people call them pets, but they are just as much family as a mother or father is. The worst part of caring for an animal is having to say good-bye. Take your time, be gentle with yourself and come back when you are ready. (((HUGS)))

  4. Thank you all. Your words mean the world to me. My mind still looks for her and wants to fill her bowls and take her out and pick her up. I got home from work last night and thought about her greeting me at the door. I am staying pretty busy. As I have to. When I’m still, I cry. Again thank you! ❤️