We sent Sadie to the bridge this morning. For those of you who offered condolences on facebook, thank you. Sadie was my first adult pet which made the decision to let her go all the harder. She was 17, pulled from a city pound by S and then GF. I inherited her when she was 5. There are so many things I didn't even realize that she did like cry when her schedule told her it was dinner time, scent-mark my library books until I petted her, bark at the birds and keep the boys in line. Her downfall, ultimately, was time. Her body just shut down and she stopped eating, sleeping on the bed pillow or generally being the princess she was. I don't regret letting her go, she was painfully thin, it hurt her to walk or jump onto the bed and her hearing was gone. That was no way to live. I just have to hope there's somewhere with a warm patch of sun, birds to watch, sweaty t-shirts to roll in and open cans of tuna around until we get there for her.
Max "the ninja"-American Cocker Spaniel G-day 3/2009
Charlie "the middle child"- Orange Tabby G-day 7/2005
Sadie - Grey Tabby 9/1996-8/4/2012 RIP