Sunday, August 9, 2015

Goodbye Goldie

Sadly, we had to put Goldie to sleep.
 It was an emotionally draining week.
 We are empty. 
Teckie and I cancelled our weekend in Santa Barbara (to celebrate his birthday) and stay home. Our hearts are tenderly fragile right now. Sara, Goldie's sister, is mopey and not herself. Those two have been together, playing and sleeping on each other everyday for nearly nine years. 
Sisters Forever
Those last days with Goldie, knowing she had to leave us - were tough,  but a blessing just the same. We didn't waste a minute of loving her. During the day we took her outside and sat together under a shady tree; letting her soak up the yard she loved to play in. She would try to run but her paralyzed behind wouldn't budge. Poor thing. We let her have all the treats she wanted and even some Chinese Orange Chicken that she devoured. Goldie's last night she slept in between Daniel and I in our guest bedroom. Lucas and Sara were next to us on the floor. 
We brought Sara with us to the vet when we let Goldie go. Teckie held her. She knew what was going on. It was a heart wrenching day; but a relief knowing she is out of pain and running around with healed legs in doggie heaven.

Goldie would have been nine on November 25, 2015
We brought Goldie home in a box that Lucas painted brown with a big red heart on the top. She was wrapped in blankets with her sweet-little-face showing; white-aged muzzle and all. Daniel and Teckie dug a nice deep hole and we buried her in the backyard. Sara sat from a distance and watched. When the final shovel and rake were finished; Sara slowly walked up to her sister's grave and sat right on top of it. 
Speechless.
Grieving together is easier than doing it alone. 
This is a mournful family time and it feels like there are no tears left. Now, only  memories of the most love-able, lick-y and dearest dachshund will live on. She will be forever missed by this family she blessed every day with kisses and that joy-filled-wagging-back half.

Rest In Peace Sweet Goldie

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Prayers for Goldie

On Monday Goldie joined Edna and I for coffee and some errands. Edna adores dogs, as I mentioned before, and I am guilty as well ... particularly with The Wiener Sisters. At ten weeks old we bought the tiny dachshunds and they will be nine in November! 
Edna and Goldie; Ready to conquer the day!
Anyways... where was I?
Later Monday afternoon, after a normal-dog-day for Goldie, she started to limp. She could walk, but something was clearly wrong with her dragging back leg and her hind end swayed like a drunk. We took her to the vet who diagnosed spine problems, which are VERY common in dachshunds. She was given steroids and put on muscle relaxers and was to keep still to heal. This was impossible for hyper Goldie but we did our best to crate her (whining) or hold her. Normal life stopped.
It all started Monday
Tuesday things got pretty bad. We returned to the vet  and she confirmed that Goldie's condition was worse. She couldn't walk and was almost completely paralyzed on one side. She asked if back surgery was an option. No.
 The vet gave us sedatives to keep calm and chill for a couple weeks. We were to crate her and only take her out to use the bathroom every few hours.
Yesterday outside; she can't walk at all
Sweet Goldie has been on a downward spiral toward paralysis. As of today, she can't walk at all and yesterday she lost control of her bowl and bladder, which you can imagine is sad and messy. Teckie ran and bought diapers to help control things. It's like having an infant all over again. As you can imagine we are all devastated, especially Daniel, as this was "his dog" and best friend since he was six.
This is depressing :(
We  are returning to the vet this afternoon and from what I read online the prognosis is not a good one. It's crushing to watch our peppy-licky-loving family mascot morph into a sick-crippled-dog in three days. We don't like where this is heading. Please pass the Kleenex. 
Prayers for Goldie please.