I don't have anyone else to tell so here we go.
My dog died Sunday night.
She started having seizures last weekend and that shits scary. I've never seen it happen to a dog, or a human for that matter. But she was ok and happy after her first two seizures (Lemme just mention now she's old- like 16-17 old) but Saturday night she had another one but it was worse, and my mom and I swore she stopped breathing for a second, but she started again really fast. But then the rest of Saturday and all of Sunday she couldn't breathe very well.
So, we had decided that my dad was going to take her on Monday morning to get put to sleep. It was her time, we knew, although It hurt so much. So we were kind of expecting it.
But all the sudden at like 1:00 am she got up, and this wasn't weird per se but it caught both my mom and i's attention. Then I heard my mom gasp, so I got up to see what was happening.
My dad held her for her last few minutes and I hope she was happy. And now she's not In pain so that's all that matters. Its gonna be hard but I'll heal.
I have so many happy memories. We got her when I was 3 and I'm going to be 16 in October. We've had adventures and it was now her time to go on her own. I know she's always looking out for me, no matter where she is.
This is kind of depressing, I'm sorry. But I just wanted to rant. :(