It was a busy day at the shop – that was good. It helped keep my mind off of what I had to do when I left work today. In this post I showed you a picture of Annie. Annie is our lab mix who came to live with us on our first anniversary (hence her name – short for Anniversary Dog) back in 1995, when she was just 8 weeks old. Which makes her 14 now. That’s about 98 in human years. She doesn’t hear so well, doesn’t see so well, and for the last year or two has had trouble with her back legs. She had trouble standing up, her back end would start sinking. And she couldn’t always make it outside to do what should be done outside.
And in the last week or two she was pacing a lot and panting. Which the vet had told us were signs she was in pain. So we decided it was time to put her out of her misery. I *know* we did the right thing, but it still hurts. We had her all but one year of our married life. We lived with her in 5 different houses (plus 2 motels) in 3 different towns. And she caused us all kinds of problems, like chewing through the cable TV and telephone wires, and digging out of the backyard fence, and jumping out of the 6 foot high kennel – several times, and jumping out of the window of the rental house (ripping the screen and messing up the trim), and stressing out during thunderstorms, and, oh, – I can’t even think of all the other things. But you know what??? We loved her anyway. And no matter how much we ignored her or got mad at her or yelled at her, she loved us right back. Pets are funny that way. People should learn from their example.
So long, dear Annie. Thank you for sharing your life with us. We’ll look for you at the Rainbow Bridge…..