It is with the heaviest of hearts that I write now to tell you that Paul and I lost our beloved, cherished, naughty little furbaby monster Lucy today.
Things started to go south for her on Friday evening. We took her to the ER and all signs pointed to a slipped disc. By Saturday evening, she was starting to lose control of her hind quarters altogether. She spent the night in the ER last night and at 5am this morning, she became paralyzed in her back legs (basically, from the middle of her back down).
After her CT scan earlier this morning, we learned that it wasn’t a slipped disc and there was nothing operable about her situation. The doctors believe she had a very rare, autoimmune disease that caused her to deteriorate so fast within 48 hours.
Just before 5pm local time today, Paul and I cuddled, sang and whispered sweet nothings to our girl as she left this world and went to doggie heaven. We are so very grateful for the love she showed us and for the love we didn’t know we were capable of giving.
Our hearts are broken into a million pieces on the ground. Our loss is deep and profound.
Lucy, my love, you were by my side throughout cancer and beyond. You were my best bud. I will miss you more than anything. You taught me about love and joy. I will do my best to honor you, and the lessons of life you taught to me, for my remaining days on this earth. You were the best friend/animal/baby/daughter a gal could’ve ever asked for. Just remember, “13” and we’ll be at your side. We are always with you my love.
I’m so happy you got to spend 4 our of 5 of your years in our home. Go run, play and eat poo to your heart’s content in heaven.
Mommy & Daddy