The Bad and The Good, Life with Dogs

The sad news first.

Come back tomorrow if you’re having a rough day.

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Shortly after my last post, Jasmine passed away in her sleep. Spent the day asleep. Was gone by the evening. Quiet as could be. Not even a twitch or a squeak at the end. Can’t say it came as a surprise. [Gotcha Day]

We took her to the vet for cremation. When the time comes, the plan is to take both dogs back to Boston to reunite them with my mother-in-law. [Meet The New Dogs & Confessions of a Confirmed Cat Person 6:30 pm]

This was the unavoidable errand that we had on the morning of the horse show. [The Winter Blues You Want & Getting Ready]

We miss her. Her last days were as good as we could make them.

In Other News

Rose is adjusting to being the only dog.

She’s not at all sure she likes this much attention. In the first few days, we thought she was looking around for Jasmine. Did she miss her? Did she want someone else to share the load?

She’s getting better about taking treats. That actually started when we were trying to find what Jas wanted to eat. Rose liked the concept of vacuuming up leftovers. Now, she will pick up treats left on the floor or in a dish. She has even taken a treat from my hand. Occasionally. [Gotcha Day]

She will join us on morning walk if it’s not too cold, nor too muddy. She sits with the cookie dispenser while the horses & I walk. We’ve built her a fort of cones and barrels that she can hide behind when the big-snooted, four-legged ones get curious. [Version 2.0]

So, that’s us for now.

Previous dog posts. [Jasmine & Rose archives]

Onwards!
Katherine

10 thoughts on “The Bad and The Good, Life with Dogs

  1. I am so sorry for your loss. Even when expected, it is very, very hard. Rose probably is missing Jasmine, too. It is sweet of you and Greg to bring the ashes back to be with their mom.

  2. Sorry for your loss. I often wish that when the time comes my dogs would just go to sleep and not wake up. Unfortunately, it hasn’t gone that way once in all my years of living with dogs. Because I’ve always had three dogs (or more) who are carefully spaced out so that (hopefully) none are flagging seniors at the same time, the loss of one has never seemed to have a very big impact on the remaining dogs. I also tend to own dogs that are known for bonding more with their human than with their fellow canine companions. There are pros and cons to that, but it probably helps offset the impact of a loss. Either way, it’s an adjustment, and I hope you and your household find your rhythm in the coming days.

    1. I’ve had to make that decision for 2 dogs and 2 horses, the only other animals I’ve owned. You know it’s the right thing, but it still rips you apart. I’m hoping Eowyn will pass that quietly.

      1. I grew up on a farm where my exposure to the beginning and end of life was pretty routine. I do think the losses get harder as we age, and while I’ve often contemplated the myriad of reasons why, I’m still not 100% sure. Is it because we begin to see our own mortality more clearly through the shorter life span of our animals, or is it because we have more time to spend with them in our golden years? No clue. I just know the loss of some crush us more than others. I’ve had horses, dogs and cats pass that, while I was truly sad to say goodbye, it didn’t suck the soul right out of my chest. Others? I’m still not right without them. Another one of life’s little mysteries, I guess.

  3. I’m very sorry. Life with our 4 legged friends is never long enough. I’m so glad though that we talked about bringing them down to your farm and you decided to that and give her many more days of a pleasant and peaceful life. You and she shared in the pleasures of life and I’m sure you and hubby felt good about thinking of how happy it would have made his mom. My heart goes out to you both. Hugs.

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