This is my dachshund and cocker spaniel having a snooze on a blanket I have set by my computer. They'd keep me company while I did whatever I was doing on the computer. They were my nearly constant companions.
The day before yesterday (my birthday) I had to say my final good-byes to my cocker spaniel. She was 15. She was diagnosed with the beginning stages of kidney failure about a year ago. The vet said it would be about a year. A year came and went and we had to make that decision; is she living for us or for her? I know we made the right decision for her. She was a shadow of her former self and we just couldn't do that to her anymore. Knowing that makes it zero percent easier.
She had what I hope was a great life. She gave so much to us. She was in so many respects a puppy for almost all of her life. She was so much fun to have around. I hope she had as much fun with us as we did with her. I hope there are a lot of tennis balls in heaven because she loved them so much. I would also like there to be many plush friends for her. Stuffed toys were for her as teddy bears are to children.
Now as inconsolable as I am, I worry about my dachshund. Like many cocker spaniels, she went deaf about two years ago. Our dachshund took such good care of her. Now my dachshund doesn't quite know what to do with himself. When I moved from the living room to the computer room, he ran right to where our cocker spaniel liked to sleep to wake him to let her know we were changing locations. When I got home today, we went outside and he just didn't know what to do with himself. His "run around the yard" buddy wasn't there. He just stood there until I let him back in the house.
She'll come back home soon. Her ashes will help us remember what a joy she was in our life. She was so much a part of our life.
P.S. I don't think anybody actually reads this blog. If someone happens across it, please don't send me a link to "The Rainbow Bridge". I cry over this loss fairly spontaneously. I don't need any help.