22/08/2024
This is not an easy post to write.
My beautiful girl, my baby, my heart, my sweet Dazie crossed to the rainbow bridge on Monday night.
When I took her to the vets that morning, I did not expect it to end this way.
She stopped eating last Tuesday, but she has always been a bit of a funny dog. She would not eat for a few days and then eat like normal for weeks, I didn't think anything was wrong because this was just how she was.
On Saturday, she still wouldn't eat, even the fresh chicken I cooked and was offering to her via hand feeding. I decided a trip to the vets was in order, expecting a stomach bug.
Unfortunately, we couldn't get to the vets over the weekend, and even if we could have nothing would have changed.
Saturday, she was so happy to go for a walk, accepting treats like always and making new human friends.
On Sunday, she had a small vomit from the little chicken I convinced her to eat.
Monday morning, we went to the vets, and they could feel something in her stomach. She had to have scans, and I was terrified. She hadn't eaten anything in days, and unlike her younger years, no longer ate things she shouldn't (usually). I knew deep inside it was not going to be good news, and I was a crying mess as a result.
That afternoon, I got the news I was dreading. They had found a mass, and there were spots on her liver too. They were pretty sure she had cancer but needed to wait for the specialists' report.
We made an appointment for me to go back to pick her up.
I asked my cousin to go with me, I had a bad feeling and didn't want to go without her as I didn't think I could process what I would be told.
We got the worst news, she had aggressive cancer and had minimal chance of surviving. Even bringing her home for one more night risked a huge internal bleed.
I had to say goodbye, there was no other option in my mind.
She could not suffer, I always said she would never suffer.
She slipped away peacefully, surrounded by family and love. I held her the whole time, hugging her, kissing her, and telling her what such a good girl she was.
She knew I was sad, giving me kisses because I was crying. I couldn't help myself. She was and always will be my baby, my goodest girl. My Dazie.
Now, as we adjust to an emptier and quieter house and a new normal, I haven't been able to face work, and my fiance has been amazing, making sure I eat, etc.
She will come home, it will just take a little time as these things do.
She will always be part of me, and a part of me that is now missing, but I wouldn't change the past 10 years for the world.
Run free at the bridge, my sweet girl. Find Raja, Abbey Road, Mary May, Heidi, Harry and Cooper. Play, eat treats, and be happy, but keep an eye on me too, my sweet girl. I love you so much, I will see you again one day, my beautiful bubbles.
Dazie 17/05/2014-19/08/2024
