Monday, October 19, 2015

Too Soon...

This past July our sweet Maisy was diagnosed with what was assumed to be an aggressive and untreatable brain tumor. Although we knew her time left with us would likely be short she had been in remarkably good health and spirits. That is, until now. 

Then, about a week ago, she started to lose weight pretty drastically while simultaneously developing uncharacteristic anxiety. Her symptoms have gotten exponentially worse with each passing day. After staying up nearly all night with her shaking, pacing and panting, we decided (with the help of out veterinarian) to put her on a sedative and an SSRI to see if we can curb the symptoms of the tumor.  

I am emotionally and physically exhausted this morning. I was crying when Harper awoke, so I had to explain to Harper that Maisy is dying and we don't know how much longer she'll be with us. She drew me a picture of Maisy so I "won't be so sad when she's gone." What a great kid.

And what a great dog.

1 comment:

  1. So hard to say goodbye to our four legged family members. Last night I had a dream about my sweet cat, Tabby (Tabitha), who lived 19 years. She died in the spring of 1981. I still miss her.

    Love, Carol