Saying "Goodbye" to a family leaves a void that can never be filled with anything but an intangible memory. Saying "See Ya Later" somehow allows the heart to hope for the one last visit. Even if it over the Rainbow Bridge.
When Doggies Are Like Angels...
Please consider a donation to the Dachshund Rescue of Houston in memory of Olivia
"Olivia is in kidney failure. She has had kidney disease for a while, she just wasn't showing any signs"
I was a little sad the day I picked up Olivia from the vet. I was returning another foster dog that did not work out in my family. I felt like I had failed the dog that I had to return, because I had interrupted the bonding process that had begun in the short time she had been at my house. She has since found a GREAT foster home by the way.
Olivia was a stray and abandoned by her owners at a local shelter. She was rescued at the "midnight hour" as she was on the pre-euthanasia list. She had a skin infection that caused her long hair to fall out on the back of her body and legs. Her eyes were infected and her soul had been abandoned by a family that had cared for her for quite some time. I say "quite some time" because someone taught this dog how to play fetch and a few other activities with a ball or toy. She knew phrases like, "Where's your toy?" and "Roll it!" The first day I brought her home, she played fetch with my son on and off for 8 hours. SHe would whine bark if he stopped and when he did finally manage to sneak off, she would carry the ball around her mouth and not lay it down. It was in her mouth to potty, walk around, sleep, eat...well it sat beside her dish!
Olivia has had quite the life as a foster baby. I truly believe that she was placed here as the Lord saw fit. I had ended up fostering Olivia because another rescue had a difficult time allowing my son to care for her. With a heavy heart, I returned the foster and picked up Olivia. Even though half of her coat had fallen out coupled with being underweight, she was still a beautiful dachshund. She had beautiful hair that looked wet in the sunlight because the ends of her hair were shiny.
I knew eventually Olivia would be living in her forever home, but I never thought I would share my home with her as her last days were suddenly being numbered. Olivia was becoming lethargic and grumpy. A dog who was friendly and determined to chase her ball relentlessly, suddenly became a recluse and disinterested in her toy. I thought it was just a normal reaction to missing her family. She was found as a stray and knew a lot of tricks and such. Somebody spent time with her.
Then one morning, I froze with fear. I smelled it from way across the room, a good 10 feet away. The awful scent of ammonia on her breath. I knew what that had meant in every case of sickness I had experienced. My heart sank. Kidney Failure!
She was a foster dog on paper. But she had become our heart in my house. The vet visit confirmed kidney failure with the consideration of quality of life issues. In other words, euthanasia! I was very blesesed to volunteer for the the rescue group that I did. The decision was to try and save her life. So for the next couple of years, she was maintained by subcutaneous fluids and special diet. SHe lost her battle on August 16, 2013. R.I.P. baby girl! You can now chase that ball over the Rainbow Bridge.