I am growing more and more aware of the risks of old age with her. It's weighing heavily on my mind. She's my first dog. This December 10th will be 6 beautiful years together. I remember when she first came home, she slept all the time. She slept like she'd never slept a good night's sleep in her entire life. She was 3 when I brought her home. After that, we worked on her insecurities. My touching her ears did not mean death, nor did touching her paws. Though she now trusts me with "Shake" I have never clipped her toenails. However, she is more permissive with the vet techs or groomers. She never used to seek attention, but she always reveled in a good neck scritch. We do "Car Wash" where she will walk between my legs, slowly, while I scratch/rub/massage all along her sides and back until I get to her hips... where evidently, the car wash breaks down because I always have to push her the rest of the way through when I can't give her anymore because my hands hurt and my arms are sore! Haha. She's a tough love kind of Mama, but she's wise. Her face gets grayer and grayer, and all I can think is how little time it seems we've been together.
I remember it took her 2 weeks to learn how to sit, and to sit on command. She is one of the finnickiest eaters ever. We must have tried every kibble on the market before going raw 2 years ago and loving it! She loathed a crate, but she's always had her giant leopard bed. That bed will be hers for the rest of her life, and I swear it will go with her to the grave. She chose me by laying in that bed, and it seems only fitting that it be hers forever and in heaven.
Gosh, I'm so scared of that day. I'm so worried it's drawing ever nearer. I'm not good at making tough decisions, so I pray that she will let me know when it is time, and there are no alternatives -- it'll be the best thing or just her time. She's my rock... always there, always a firm presence, and definitely capable of hurting you if you handle her wrong. I love her so much, I just hope she's enjoying life as my grey.
Kibeth, I love you. You've earned your leisurely retirement, and you will continue to be spoiled with love, pets, the best food, and your favorite treats (bread crusts ftw!). You've been with me 2x as long as you were at the track now. I hope those evil days in a crate so small your butt went bald and your tail got a calous are long forgotten. We've been on quite an adventure together, and I look forward to our new lifestyle together.
This is actually from a while ago.
This almost never happens. <3