It's been a very difficult week. First my husband's uncle passed away. Alf was 80 and has Parkinson's, so it wasn't totally unexpected. But it is still painful for the family. Then our beloved Rosie got sick and we had to say goodbye to her on Wednesday. She had a uterine infection with such a high fever that surgery was not a good alternative and even antibiotics were a long shot. We decided to let her go after nearly 9 years as a member of our family. I was not prepared for the reaction I would have. As a child growing up, we really never had pets. As an adult I have had cats, but it hasn't been quite the same with cats. At least those we have had. With a dog, they love you unconditionally, whereas a cat lets you into their life - sometimes. Rosie was always a big part of the family. And when I had to let her go it was so hard. First, the procedure was excruciating. The vet had to shave all four legs in an attempt to find a way in. Finally he was able to get in and give her the injection. I had nightmares that night that I had participated in torturing her, despite the fact that she didn't seem to be reacting at all to what was happening. The house seems so empty without her. No Rosie running into the kitchen as soon as she hears the fridge open. No Rosie meeting us at the door. About the only "positive" I can see is that we don't have to vacuum on a daily basis. But I'd willingly vacuum twice a day to have her back. Rosie we love you and hope you are at peace!
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