In my lifetime, my family had a Border Collie who I don’t personally remember, but have seen pictures of, namedHook(like the movie). He herded us a bit too much for our young ages (apparently we cried at the nipped heels) so they found another home for him. The next pup we had been a white German Sheppard named Coach(Craig T. Nelson‘s greatest character).I remember bits and pieces, but my main man growing up was my pal Duke.
Duke was a beautiful two-year-old Flat-Coated Retriever (we think) who we adopted fromThe Animal Guardian Society (TAGS). The organization really wants to make sure that the family and the dog are a good match and within the process there is a two-week
period where the dog can stay at the house. Duke had been living in a small apartment and was kept in a crate for long hours so he thought that our wide backyard was paradise. He ran and ran, I sat on top of out patio table to avoid his speedy laps. When he settled in and I began to fall in love with him our epic friendship began!
I loved him and he loved me. I hugged, kissed, and shared secrets with him. I was also a very sick kid with a lot of physical health problems, he was my cuddle buddy. My mom remembers me falling asleep on him and he’d notice and rest himself to not disturb me. He was far from perfect in his rescue-monkey ways (some bad habits that never really went away), he was some sort of stomach-of-steel-dog who ate crazy things!
Firstly, he loved drinking mom’s cold coffee left in mugs on livingroom tables. Then we get into the stuff that he ate that he was definitely not supposed to: batteries; candles; garbage. One time he got into my brother’s Halloween candy and ate only the red suckers, somehow leaving the sticks and wrappers for us to clean up later.
He was trouble, but he was mostly a happy boy who we all loved so entirely. He put him down when his body began to fail from a type of cancer when I was 13 and I remember missing him so much for so long. I didn’t think that I’d love another dog again, but we all know that didn’t come true.
Thanks for reading this week’s Behind the Throw Back Thursday! What was you first true-dog-love?
I always (ALWAYS) appreciate when a television program includes a supporting character with a good bark! The level of participation in shows vary, but they are all important to me. This list of my top five (with five more honourable mentions) will be a bit nostalgic, very cute, and in no ranking order because every dog is the best dog.
We recently subscribed to Crave TV and I am loving rewatching Frasier! It is such a great show that always makes me laugh, one of my favourite aspects of the show is that Eddie consistently contributes greatly to each episode. He isn’t just a prop, his character might not have lines, but the writers definitely gave him personality. Eddie has complex relationships with Frasier, Niles, Martin, and Daphne who interact well with his physical comedy. I recommend you watch this fun video featuring some of Eddies best scenes. Frasier would not have been the same without the supportive Jack Russel Terrier.
descendants. The dogs, from multiple generations, starred in the movie, the original television series, and the reboot as well – it’s all relative!
Hobo is a Canadian icon! I watched this show occasionally growing up, I liked that the dog was quite literally the star and that he was way cooler than Lassie. The Littlest Hobo had multiple productions: the first being a 1958 American film of the same name; the second being the original television series that ran for two seasons from 1963-1965; and lastly, after increased popularity of the syndicated 1960s program, The Littlest Hobo was started up once more and ran from 1979-1985 -that’s six more seasons! It featured the adventures of a stray dog who would travel and help humans in need of some animal assistance. Take a look at some of the hilarious episode descriptions from Wikipedia as curated by Nicole Cliffe to get a better idea of what the plotlines were like!
Behind the Bark: Unlike Frasier’s Jack Russel pup, Wishbone was the lead character and therefore acted in nearly every shot.Wishbone was mainly played bySoccer who was
chosen due to his very expressive face, but the demanding hours required some scruffy stunt
doubles including Phoebe, Slugger, and the odd doggo-acting-extra.
This brings back childhood memories for me! Wishbone aired from 1995-1998 and featured a Jack Russel Terrier who was often clad in period-piece costumes while introducing youth to literary classics such as Robin Hood or Frankenstein. The fictional Wishbone lived in the modern 1990s, but would start day dreaming about himself in the lead role of many famous novels. The show encouraged reading and featured a dog in funny outfits – it’s an obvious A+ and I’d love to watch it for a laugh now that I’m older!
House where Comet needed to become an athlete), Comet was played by… Comet? The dog actor is largely uncredited, but appears to be the dog in the 1995 filmFlukewith a dye job!
Comet simply wasn’t in Full House enough. This was a pre-Air Bud world so a gorgeous Golden Retriever on my television screen was exciting! There would be some episodes with plenty of daughter-doggy time and then the series would go episodes without Comet in sight. It was always on my mind, I was always looking for that fluffy tail. What I really loved about Comet was that he was a lot like the dogs I had growing up: big; loving; lazy; and always there for a hug. I definitely love this cheesy show and the dog upped it’s cute-factor by a thousand.
Behind the Bark: The very obvious recast of Pilot-Episode-Backup (played by a white and brown American bulldog named Gordo) to Series-Regular-Backup (played by a tan
colored pit bull named Lefty) is said to be the result of the crew not wanting to work with the first dog’s unreliable trainer.
Here’s our most modern TV dog on the list, Backup quite literally had Veronica Mars’ back when she had to investigate some shady areas.
Veronica Mars was a kickass show from 2004-2007 that featured a teenaged girl who conducted some not-so-licensed private investigating. Admittedly, Backup wasn’t in the show very much, but when he was, I loved him. The name itself is worthy of making the list, imagine being able to say things like “don’t worry I brought backup” and then watching peoples faces when they realize you mean your dog – it’s brilliant! Backup not only protected Veronica on the job, but comforted her at home after boy trouble and acted as an occasional face-licking alarm clock!
I could talk about fictional dogs forever, but I think five is a good starter list. Some honourable mentions include:
Wow. This week has gone by so fast, I have a ton on my plate now that I’ve started my new job. Even though I’ve only worked there for a few days, I’m already feeling like I fit in (clearly a welcoming workplace). I’ve started getting the groove of things and it feels great to contribute to the team effort.
Something that I knew I would have a hard time with when I started working was mother’s guilt from leaving my dog Summit at home during the days. She and I were lucky to have all of the time together that we did; I was unemployed when we adopted her and she had a solid six months of all-love-all-the-time from mom (me). She seems to be doing incredibly well with the new schedule though and I’ve been committing to an after-work routine that I hope helps make the transition easier.
Our days go like this now: -Wake up between 6:30-7:15am (that’s me, not her…) -Summit gets out of bed around 7:45am -I make Summit go outside to go pee -Summit sleeps on the back porch and sometimes I have to go outside and be a pee-cheerleader (she sleeps in and is used to peeing in the late mornings[10:00-11:00am]) -I finish getting ready, drag out my goodbyes with Sum -I Leave the driveway at approximately 8:20am -I head home at 5:00pm and usually get in the door around 5:30pm (not a bad commute at all) -I immediately get changed into dog park clothes and Summit starts jumping around -We have tons of fun on a half hour dog walk through the conservation area -I feed Sum and start making dinner for myself between 6:00-6:30pm -By 7:30pm we’ve both eaten and I sometimes have some projects I need to work on, but when I’m able to, I like to give super amounts of loving to Summit!
Earlier this week, I had a moment at my desk that reminded me of how happy I am. My university education actually paid off (it hasn’t been paid off, but it’s officially shown me it’s worth) and I am finally able to do a job that I love in a full-time stable environment! It’s been pretty tiring and I can’t wait until my husband gets home from his month away from work! I look forward to having someone to help cook, clean, and spend time with Sum – plus, you know, I miss him!
I’m looking forward to the long weekend and I’ll definitely write a longer blog for next week! I hope that everyone stays safe and has fun – don’t forget to make time to rest (I always need the reminder so I assume you might as well)!
(Scroll down for my top 6 favourite Instagram accounts [3 humans and 3 canines])
Instagram is hands down my favourite social media network. I use it far more than any other platform and it tends to make me happy. Not only do I share positive moments in my life with my own followers, but I take in great snapshots and funny captions of those who I follow. In my opinion, this is how it differs most in comparison to Facebook or Twitter.
My Facebook newsfeed tends to fill up with generic memes, commonly shared stories, or rants both for and against topics that are controversial. As the Twitter feed updates, I’m led to articles of varying importance and I generally learn all my local news here. Both Facebook and Twitter definitely have their benefits, but they are more likely to expose me to depressing or upsetting content. Instagram is (largely apart from sponsored posts) curated by me, for me and I keep it feeling pretty light.
I technically run two Instagram accounts, one for me (@cassythemusicalfox) and for our dog (@summit.the.sweetheart). Before our last dog passed, my personal account was filled with photos of our dog Daq and I followed many other dog accounts. Daq had such an incredible personality that I loved sharing her with the Insta-universe, but she was an old girl and I didn’t want to create an account for her only to have to close it after she inevitably died. It was then no question as to whether or not I would start a dog account when we adopted Summit – she would rule the world… I mean approximately 300 followers on Instagram.
Having two accounts is actually very helpful to me. The dog account allows me to follow hundreds of animals online with zero shame and they all do one thing: they make me happy. Like real life dogs, Insta-doggo accounts are very loyal, it’s a faithful online community. Seeing those slobbery smiles doing pretty much anything keeps me feeling good and maybe it would help brighten your day too. Take a break from photos of your friend’s lunch and search for a cute canine going on an adventure.
So, who are three of my top humans and doggos to follow on Instagram? (Feel free to look through accounts I’m following through the Instagram profiles as well because it was really hard to choose only three of each)
@Grumpyandgeeky seems like a fun guy (not to be mistaken with a fungi) who posts a lot of ‘nerdy’ pop culture content. He has access to a ton of the newest and nerdiest merchandise that you will see and possibly then want to buy for yourself. He’s a man of good taste and he also occasionally posts pics of his dog which I 100% support!
Koda and Moo are St Berdoodles (just like my fur-babe Summit), they are brothers who have the best smiles and take frequent naps. Not only are they handsome unique looking bros, but they also give back to the community – Koda and Moo are actually therapy dogs! Sometimes they have Instagram posts featuring these two doggos making people happy offline out in the real world which then in turn makes me happy when clicking that like button online.
Shaun Downey is a Canadian artist who is from my hometown, but currently lives in Toronto with his wife (she is another of my favourite artists [@kellygraceart]). His work is incredibly stunning, the colours are gorgeous, the details are
meticulous, and his depictions of fabric textiles blow me away. Every piece by Shaun Downey stands on its own as true beauty and when you think that you have a found your favourite, you will discover his next painting. I was also lucky enough to win a print of Shaun’s last year and I love the way that it brought my girly nook together.
I’ve been following @dog_wears_hat for a long while now and they are one of my all time favourite accounts. Every photo and every caption is perfection in a way that the account doesn’t take itself too seriously. This dog, Ol’ Bluey, is a star. I can only hope to look half as good in hats as Ol’ Bluey does because he totally owns it. His serious faces, that might be referred to as Ol’ Bluey-Steel, are the greatest and I hope you check them out!
Sarah K. Benning is a talented hand embroidery artist that I happened upon during a time of needlework research. Her work is often intricate and amazes me, she was one of the first embroidery artists to inspire me to go beyond traditional hand embroidery styles and combine it with modern concepts. She has approximately 400,000 Instagram followers who all love her work, but if you can beat the rush, you can purchase your own Sarah K. Benning hoop art off of her Etsy store.
This account pretty much posts what you’d expect: dogs waiting to come home; dogs waiting outside the store; dogs waiting for a treat; dogs waiting at the window. The account really makes you realize what a patient species they are and they don’t even have cell phones to look at Instagram to pass the time! It’s a fun account that lets me see a good variety of dog breeds in a nearby city centre (because this is a priority when you are a crazy dog lady like me). You can also submit photos of your waiting dog by tagging them!
There you have it folks, a little glimpse into the behind the scenes of my Instagram priorities. What are some of your favourite accounts? What types of curating do you do? Does it make you smile? I hope so.
I’ve been watching my mom’s two dogs along with my own dog Summit this week. Chris had to go back on shift so it’s three dogs and a baby (I’m the baby because it’s so much work). It took me twenty minutes to read through a one page job description the other day, so this week’s blog post is cancelled and I will be writing again next week!
The vet guesses that Summit (my dog the St. Berdoodle) is somewhere between 2 and a 1/2 to 3 years old. Deeks is my mom’s almost 2-year-old Bernese Mountain Dog and Kensi is my mom’s recently adopted 1-year-old poodle. Summit is a little more mature than the two house guests, but YEESH, these two toddler-like dogs are a lot to handle. Luckily they’re all also sweet so as mad as I get at them, we make up by the end of the night with pets and cuddles (too bad all that love won’t fill the hole in the backyard).
Earlier this week I wrote an update about my recent rescue so I thought that I would keep the dog theme going this week by picking my top three favourite dog-owner Christmas gift ideas. One let’s everyone know who they’re dealing with, the second helps avoid backyard backaches, and the third keeps your furry-friend fit.
For Owners Who Wear their Hearts and Interests on their Sleeves:Dog Themed Clothes Like most dog-lovers, any product sporting a furry face catches my eye when I pass by. I am a huge sucker for dog-themed shirts and I’ve been searching for a good dog patterned dress for a while now. This is a perfect present for “loud and proud” dog lovers and the website Animal Hearted makes your search that much easier by curating a collection of pet oriented products. Not only will you make that pet-person on your list happy, but you will help some pups too – 25% of Animal Hearted proceeds go to no kill animal shelters!
For Practical Pet People: Top Paw All-In-One Scoop Set What is it? It’s a pooper scooper! You use the little rake to scoop the poop into the long-handled poop-pan. You’d think that a pooper scooper would be an odd gift, but it was given to me and I think that it’s the best thing in the world! My 60lb St. Berdoodle leaves me 120lb St. Bernard sized poops so this handy rake and pan tool is a life/backache saver.
For some reason, I had never owned a proper device for this chore, I have always stooped and scooped with bags or old oversized kitchen spoons to help, but we still had to bend down every couple of feet. It’s simple, but it’s helpful and as much as giving or receiving this item will make you all laugh, it would be one of the most useful gifts a pet owner could get.
I’d also like to take a moment and direct you to one of my latest favourite Instagram accounts: @ipoopinbushes – definitely give them a follow.
For the Trendy Tech Owner:WonderWoof BowTie What is it? WonderWoof is an activity tracker (yes, like your Fitbit) for your dog that connects to your smart device with real time stats on exercise, sleep, and, GPS. The device also calculates
the exercise that your dog needs based on its weight, age, and breed so that you can help your dog reach its healthy goals each day.
Wearable technology is constantly expanding and improving so it can be hard to keep up with the latest and greatest. One thing that I love about the WonderWoof is that it’s available to purchase now. Many wearables look exciting (like the Kyon Collar), but are not finished being funded which means that wait times are not only long, but sometimes delayed.
If you research the pet wearable market (obviously, a leisure task for us cool kids), you’ll find that there are a ton of activity trackers to choose from. This is similar to wearables in the human departments, except that these collar accessories don’t wrap around wrists. What makes WonderWoof stand out then? It’s in the style. The sleek bow tie comes in seven different colours and patterned bands for those doggos with bold personalities!
The last awesome thing about WonderWoof is that you can buy it online or in the store while you’re doing your other Christmas shopping – Best Buy had it on sale just last month, keep your eyes open!
I hope that my top three tips helped inspire you, let me know some of your favourite pet-presents!
Yesterday, Monday December 5th, marked my one month anniversary with our newly adopted dog Summit (See her Instagram account@Summit.the.sweetheart).
In a previous blog post, I explained the process of grieving my late dog Daq and finding Summit online. To summarize, Summit is a 2-year-old St. Berdoodle (Saint Bernard/Poodle) who was rescued when she was pregnant with 11 puppies. Her rescuers in the US sent her to foster parents who ran a Portuguese Water Dog breeding business and were familiar with handling the impending puppy situation properly. After finding homes for the puppies, the breeder then set out to find a home for mommy-Summit. When I saw her photo online, I had a weird feeling that told me she was right for us and I expressed this in an email.
Like all rescues, Summit has a colourful past that contributes to present issues, but she is the biggest sweetheart. It is believed that she was abused because of her fear of meeting new people. She loves playing with other dogs and has zero anxiety about her furry friends (even when they are strangers).
Summit has come such a long way in a very short time.
When I first brought Summit home, I was excited, but it was hard because she didn’t trust me enough to let me hug her and cuddle her the way that you want to when you get a new fur-baby. The sweet girl had never gone up and down stairs before so she was limited to staying on the main floor. I decided that I would sleep on the couch that night so that she wouldn’t be alone – I think this really helped our initial bonding.
She seemed to be picking things up really quickly! On the second or third day, she was learning what her dog bed was and even showed interest in wanting to go upstairs with me. One day when I was about to jump in the shower, I saw her little head poke up from the landing! She had come that far, but then immediately forgot how she had gotten up there and couldn’t figure out the rest of the steps (she had this thing where she didn’t understand that she needed to move her back legs). I paused what I was doing and helped show her how to climb up the stairs on four legs (I had been doing this for days like a little animal). I was an extremely proud mama when she made it all the way up and discovered more of the house.
Summit had not only never used stairs at the age of 2, but she had also never seen a TV, nor did she know basic commands like sit, lay down, stay, etc. She was housebroken, but
with moving to a new environment she did leave me a couple stinky presents in the house early on. By the end of the first week she had conquered the stairs, was cool with the weird moving pictures in the living room, and had even officially mastered the art of sitting on command!
Week two included visits from more family and friends (lots of practice at meeting new people), but Summit especially loves playing with her friend/my mom’s dog Agent Deeks. These two are so infatuated, they love playing, cuddling, nuzzling, grooming, humping (we continually break them up) – they just can’t get enough of each other. After a week and a half of bonding time, it was hard to let go of my control, but I let her off leash on a woods-walk with mom and Deeks.
With her friend at her side it was more likely that she’d stick with him, she did such a good job and had so much fun! By the end of that week she had learned the lay down command and was growing even closer to me.
Week three was fun because Summit and I went on a road trip to see my sister who lives four hours away. My sister has a Bernese Mountain Dog named Dude (brother to Deeks), a German Sheperd named Sidney Prescott, and two cats named Rafi and Taco. Summit was fast friends with her cousins, especially Sidney who seemed to be ecstatic to have a girlfriend since she was always surrounded by males. The dogs had a ton of fun and I can’t wait to see them reunite for the holiday season.
This last week has been nice, Summit seems completely at home now.
Looking through the front window
Standing on the backyard deck to guard her kingdom
Napping on her bed all day
Going for walks to Poke-stops
Playing with her dollies
My made-up songs and dances in the kitchen
Cuddling with me in bed
Playing with other doggos
This month of so many firsts has been hard work that has already proven to be well worth it and I can’t wait to share more of these experiences with her fur-daddy. Chris has been away for five weeks and is coming home in a couple days – he will finally get to meet the fur-baby that he has grown to love through the constant receival of unfiltered photos and videos each day. I can’t imagine how excited he must be.
We are so lucky that we found a new dog to share our love with and to spoil this Christmas. She still has a lot to learn and so do we as new puppy-parents. She is two, but has so many firsts that dogs her age would normally have already experienced that we are going through puppy stages and also getting used to such a playful girl compared to our gorgeous old 12-year-old labradoodle (we still think about her every day).
Dogs, like people, aren’t perfect and it is often the imperfections that we grow to love most. Do you have a rescue dog and have some helpful anecdotes to share? Let me know and give them a kiss for me!
People said different things to me after I lost my dog, but the two most common pieces of advice were “never get another dog again” and “how long do you think you’ll wait until you get another dog?”
Mourning the death of a pet is a unique journey and everyone has different ways of dealing with it. I knew that I wanted another dog again someday, I just didn’t know when that would be. The pain of the loss is hard, but it doesn’t outweigh the amount of love that you get during their short time with you. The question of when I would be ready to love another dog was something that I struggled with answering – it’s a personal choice that is unique to each person.
As Daq was getting older, Chris and I occasionally discussed when we might get another dog in the future. We had thought that we should wait a few years at least to have some ‘freedom’ in terms of travelling and going away for weekends. As the months got closer to Daq’s passing, Chris admitted that he never knew just how much he could love a dog before having Daq and how much he knew he would now miss it – he thought that we should get a dog sooner than we planned. I was shocked, but loved that he had truly become a dog person (the all-time sexiest trait).
After losing Daq, Chris and I had an important conversation. He told me that he had spoken with someone at work about losing their dog and about how they had gotten another dog within a few months of the passing so that the family felt protected and helped bring the joy back into the house. I cried. His intentions were so sweet and we both have so much love to give to a dog. I agreed that getting one within the year would be great, but that I likely wouldn’t be ready until after Christmas.
Since then, we have started putting adoption application profiles into some dog rescue services. We started doing so because we know that sometimes it can take months or even years for the right dog for a family to come around and when one does, you need to act fast.
We’ve been watching rescue websites on a consistent basis and I just recently felt a special connection when coming across a two-year-old girl. The difficult thing is that we may or may not even get to meet her, we just need to be hopeful and patient.
Everyone knows that I was obsessed with my best friend Daq and anyone who has had multiple dogs in their life knows that giving love to another dog doesn’t take away the love that you had for your previous fur babies.
Daq was incredibly special to me and I plan on trying my best not to compare whichever new dog we get to her because she’d be a lot to live up to. Each dog is innocent and unique, they don’t replace each other, your love for each dog is found within separate relationships.
I’m happy to say that somehow, I am ready to welcome another dog into our life already. That first night that Chris and I talked about rehoming a dog in the next year, I cried for another happy reason: since we weren’t looking into getting a puppy, that meant that our future little babe was already alive somewhere… being a cute lil’ doggo.
I wrote this blog this past Sunday November 6th, 2016 and by the end of the day it had officially been arranged that I would meet the two-year-old dog I had aforementioned. Since then, I met this beautiful girl and brought her home! Can you believe it?
Chris and I are so elated to have Summit in our family. We had originally thought that we would want to rename any dog that we got, but we ended up liking her name. She is a Saint Berdoodle, a Saint Bernard/Standard Poodle mix, who was rescued from one of the Carolinas in the United States (I can’t remember if her foster mom said it was North or South). Her foster parents shaved her coat due to the negligence/lack of proper maintenance and it is growing back slowly to be nice and curly. She also gave birth to a large litter of eleven puppies this past August 18th (just five days after Chris and I married) and is truly a sweet girl (See a video of her below).
She is timid when meeting new people due to her past abusive home, but loves meeting new dogs and is learning to build trust with our less hairy species. She just needs a home with a lot of love and some patience too. Even though she is two, her past owners didn’t teach her simple commands like sit, lay down, come, stay, and she even doesn’t know how to use staircases.
I was grateful that my mom had come to see the dog with me and be my navigation pilot (yikes, right? Haha). We brought her home and she was so good in the back of our car for the two-hour drive. Last night had to be hard for her, but she exceeded my expectations with how well she handled the transition. She ate a full dinner and sniffed almost constantly. I slept on the couch so that she wouldn’t be alone on her first night (she was too nervous to try climbing the stairs to the bedroom) and we really bonded!
I can feel her trusting me more already and I swear I’m in love – I fall fast.
I am a proud fur mommy right now and taking photos of everything that she does, Chris Facetimed with us last night and is so excited to come home to us! I will share many more memories with you in the future, but for now I’m going to go pet my babe.
To Summit Up For You: Fun Furry Facts:
-Summit already has her own Instagram account under the name @summit.the.sweetheart -She is ¾ Poodle and ¼ Saint Bernard which has resulted in her being non-shedding -She has the longest doggy eyelashes I’ve ever seen -We’re not sure if Summit has seen a TV before! She looks at it funny and was kind of scared at first -She loves her new backyard -She loves carrying her poop-emoticon-doll around the house -Summit is already trotting and wagging her tail in happy spirits! -We are so glad that we found each other and can’t wait to dance in the kitchen with Chris
For those of you who follow me on social media, you know that I had to put my dog Daq to sleep last Wednesday, September 28th, 2016 – less than two months away from her 13th birthday.
I thought that I would write something here as a follow up to last month’s post titled “My Dying Dog and the Love that She Inspires.” In summary, that previous entry explains how Daq came to be a part of my family, my best friend, and the details of her failing health that the vets believed was likely bladder cancer.
I was painting my mom’s kitchen two weeks ago when she and I started talking about Daq’s worsening condition. For the first time, I admitted that if my husband Chris was home from overseas I would put her down. I started to cry as I had the crushing realization that I needed to put Daq down now, before Chris got home.
My husband works internationally for a month at a time, it would have been a two-week period before he got back and we were able to put her to sleep. I wanted so badly for him to be home, not only as emotional support for me, but because his connection with her had grown so strong and I knew he wanted to be there with her at the end. Something that other pilots/pilot’s families know all too well is that working in the industry means that you miss a lot of things at home – no matter how important they might be.
Many people had confessed to me about how hard it was for them to make ‘the decision,’ but it still hadn’t really prepared me for saying goodbye to Daq. What made it even harder was that I kept a very active social media presence that featured Daq more than regularly and that on those social feeds I posted Daq at her happiest, silliest, and most beautiful. This meant that her death may have seemed sudden to some online-onlookers, but our reality behind the social media veil allowed me to be sure that I was making the right decision.
This was our typical day: -Wake up at 3:00am after going to bed at 1:00am to go pee (with blood) -Fall back to sleep by 4:30am -Wake up at 6:00am to go pee (with blood), she wants to sit and enjoy the backyard for a half hour -Fall back to sleep by 7:45am -Wake up at 9:00am to go pee (with blood), hang out in the backyard -Daq sleeps throughout the day with pee breaks as well as many bloody leaks which I then would clean up off the floor and comfort Daq because she’s embarrassed. -Gets dark outside and Daq can’t see well – she gets scared and barks so I need to go out with her with a flashlight. -Daq wants her independence to lay outside on the deck, but also barks at nothing so I need to sit with her and the flashlight -Goes in and out to the backyard many times from 6:00pm-1:00am together -Repeat from beginning
This also included me watching her strain to pee drops of blood at least five times each time she went out and petting her as she cried a lot more often.
Aside from her daily struggles, Daq was still eating (she loved food) and she almost always had a smile on her face. The thing is, that it’s hard to tell when your dog is in pain, because they often don’t show it. Her quality of life was worsening and I couldn’t personally put her through that any longer.
I gave myself and Daq time together before saying our final goodbye, I made the decision Thursday and her appointment was booked for the following Wednesday. During this period, I took many happy photos as my friend Harley and I took Daq to Purple Woods for a nice walk, my friend Ian and I took her for a tractor photo shoot, and she had plenty of other hangouts with visitors at home.
I was and still am completely overwhelmed by the number of people who wanted to say their goodbyes to her – I thank you.
Eve of Destruction
On the eve of her final morning, I had a few hours to spare between my last visitor and my mom arriving. My mom was coming to spend the night with us and help me bring Daq to the vet in the morning.
During those few hours that Daq and I were alone together we went for our last walk at a nearby soccer field and we cuddled. I started to break down on the walk, the reality had begun to set in that this was the last one. When we got back, we went outside and laid on the backyard deck. I hugged her again and again, holding her tight. I tried to remember the feeling of her soft wavy fur between my fingers and I continually took in her scent. I cried into her fur and spoke about my love for her.
It was sad, but I needed it and I think she was just happy to cuddle and be petted in the cool fall air of our backyard, oblivious as to why I was upset.
That night I made her pasta – Chris and I always discussed giving her a great human meal for her ‘last dinner,’ she loved it and was very happy. She was excited to greet my mom at the door and to hang out with us all night. We cuddled with her, took photos, cried, but I mostly wanted to try to get through the night and try to distract myself from what was to come so we watched comedies on Netflix.
Her Final Mourning
Her appointment was for 10:00am so that Chris could Facebook video chat in live (Indonesia is a twelve-hour time difference so it was 10:00pm for him). Getting the technology to work during the appointment was an added stress, but I do not regret it as it provided some closure for my husband who I love very much. We were both able to see her go peacefully, and we cried, which was necessary.
Watching my grandmother die last year in a hospital bed for almost 6 hours was hard. Her death seemed painful, sad, and frustrating. That experience was so exhausting and difficult, but it helped me during this situation with Daq. Putting Daq to sleep was humane; it was peaceful, quick, and almost beautiful. I held her as she laid on a blanket and I watched her slowly fall asleep from the injection. The vet was incredibly empathetic and cried a little herself, she also allowed us to stay with Daq for as long as we needed. I hugged and kissed her soft greying forehead more times than I could count, letting my tears fall into the fur around her own eyes that would cry no more.
Daq is gone, but I still love her. I feel like putting her to sleep was the right thing to do and she lived a very long happy life. Thank you to everyone who has supported me during this process and to those who have shared kind words with me since.
At this point the surreality is wearing away and I’m starting to finally feel like she won’t be coming home, but things get better with time. I will get better with time.
Daq was an amazing friend who had so much love to give, was loved by many, and will be thought of often. I am currently grieving our goodbyes, but will revere our relationship.