Letting Her Go

Letting Her Go

We had been tossing the idea around about getting another dog for a while when we came across a photo of Vega. I remember she had sweet eyes and similar markings to our dog Rufus, a Mastiff/Lab mix.

Every night my husband Dave would look through his emails at the latest messages about various mastiff mix breeds available for adoption while Rufus lay at his feet seemingly irritated at the very idea we would want another dog, lol.

When I called to inquire about Vega we were told she was a large dog but couldn't tell me much more. I gave my credit card information for the $100 adoption fee (my how times have changed) and we scheduled to go get her three days later.

My husband took the day off from work and made the five-hour trip to pick her up. Half an hour before he was to arrive I received a call from the shelter saying they had checked her out and decided to euthanize her. They felt she was too sick and wouldn't recover, "but don't worry" they said, "we'll be sure to refund you your $100." 

"I don't give a flying flip about the $100. Have you euthanized her yet?"

"No, not yet but they're getting ready to take her in"

"Please don't put her down” I begged. “My husband is almost there and I promise we'll take her no matter what her condition is and we won't return her if that's your concern. If indeed she is too sick, we'll make that call but please allow us the chance to try."

They reluctantly agreed and Dave arrived soon thereafter to get her.

As he walked through this shelter to what he describes as the "filthiest place I'd ever seen" she was in the last cage laying down.

Still and silent.

While all the other dogs barked and jumped up and down to get his attention, Vega did not move.

When they opened the door of her cage, her tail went up and then down, one time, that was it.

She gave him all the energy and excitement she had.

She was so weak he had to pick her up and carry her to the SUV where he had made a pink pallet of bedding for her which she puked on numerous times during the five-hour trip back home.

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We took her to the vet within 24 hours of her coming home and found out that she had kennel cough, canine pneumonia, an ear infection, dehydration, mastitis and was emaciated. They told us she was a mastiff/boxer mix but weighed a mere 55 pounds.

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My heart broke to look at her. How can someone starve and neglect an animal to this degree?

As sick as she was, she just wanted you to love on her. Even from the very beginning, after everything she had been through, she just wanted you to love her.

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The first couple of weeks were touch and go. She couldn't stop coughing or puking. We kept her and Rufus separated to allow her space to heal. She had to be taken in every other day for IV's for her dehydration. It was a mess.

After 14 days or so and once she started feeling better we decided it was time to introduce her to Rufus. 

In the beginning it was war. Apparently, she wasn't dog friendly plus Rufus didn't help things by being jealous and not remembering his manners.

She didn't like anything that walked on four legs but loved everyone that walked around on two. After a couple of weeks, they were inseparable. Thick as thieves.

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Their only contention was that she was a natural born snuggler and he definitely was not. She would snuggle up to him at night and he would 'talk' to her, but he never made her move.

It was their nightly ritual for 8 years until Rufus passed away three years ago at the age of 12, Vega was 10.

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I tell people that part of her story because I’ve seen so many dogs get returned because they don’t get along with the original dog.

It takes time.

Sometimes more time than what is convenient but if we had given up on Rufus and Vega getting along in the first week, we would have missed out on a great pairing that lasted over 8 years.

They loved one another greatly, but it definitely required more patience and time to allow these headstrong dogs to settle in.

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Anyway, as she got older, we could never be sure if she had dementia or just didn't give a shit. When she turned 11, we relaxed on the dog rules of the house. Such as, we don't allow dogs on the furniture, in the kitchen or in our bedroom.

BUT when a dog becomes old, we give them ODP - Old Dog Privileges and Vega was LOADED with ODP.

First, we allowed her on the furniture, and she would hesitantly climb up on the couch as she still couldn't believe she wasn't going to be in trouble. Then we put one of her dog beds at the foot of our bed and let her sleep in our room at night. 

We never relaxed on the rule of being in the kitchen. But Dave and I would cook for her almost every meal and it was always interesting, sometimes frustratingly so to see what will Vega agree to eat today?

Don't like your dog food? How about some chicken and eggs? Would you like some cooked potatoes with that? lol Whatever, I didn't care. She was an old dog with great manners and a sweet disposition, she had earned the right to be spoiled.

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Vega always seemed to be understanding when the other dogs took up more time because of the severity of their behavioral or physical issues.

She never seemed to mind, so in turn she got snuggles, lots of food options and I brought her to the shop every chance I could (primarily in the winter when people aren't walking around with their dogs as she never became dog friendly to strange dogs).

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Several months ago, we noticed that she would fall or trip from time to time. These episodes were starting to increase in frequency, but we chalked it up to being old, losing her sight, her hearing and all the other things that come with aging. 

A couple of weeks ago her entire back end went wonky. It was like she couldn't get her back end to match her front end.

Then yesterday morning we woke up at 5 am and Vega was clearly in distress. She couldn't control her back legs at all. She was absolutely frantic.

We laid her down and sat with her for almost an hour before she was able to stand up and wobble outside to go potty

As we watched her wobble around, we realized that she was probably never going to get any better than she was in that very moment.

She was 13 years old and had outlived all our other dogs (except for Titan) not to mention she had outlived her breed by 4-5 years. 

After Rufus died, I became her snuggle buddy. When she started losing her sight, we became her seeing eye person and would go down the stairs with her. Whatever she needed, we tried to provide. 

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Now we felt she needed someone to make a decision about when to let her go.

Do we do it now when she still had some life left in her or do we wait until the absolute very end?

I think this is one of the most difficult questions we face as humans. When is it time to let them go?

After seeing her go into such a panic of anxiety during the last episode we knew we loved her too much to allow that to happen again.

If the shoe were on the other foot, she would love us enough to put our quality of life over quantity of life. We felt we owed her the same love and respect.

In that moment, the decision was made.

We hand fed her grilled cheese sandwiches and snuggled with her as we always had in front of the fireplace one last time.

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I put her in the car and rode with the windows down letting the wind blow on her as she lay in the streams of sunlight that found their way into the car, just for her. 

When we got to the vet they had a room already prepared with blankets spread out on the floor.

I lay down with her again just as if we were in front of the fireplace and stroked her and told her how pretty she is and how much I loved her.

She leaned into me before the first medicine was injected. Next to me was her favorite spot. We were doing her favorite thing.

The first injection went in, the anesthesia part of the process. The lady said she'd be back in a few minutes.

I could feel the anesthesia take effect as her body relaxed even more into mine. She was still there and acknowledge me when I talked to her.

The lady came back with the final injection and for a brief moment I panicked and thought "It's not too late, you can say NO, the anesthesia will wear off and you can take her home" but my gut knew it was time.

My heart just didn’t want to let her go.

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We wanted her to die with dignity and not in some immobilized stressed out state.

Today we had that choice. Tomorrow we might not.

I nodded that I was ready and watched as the drug went in. The lady was so damn nice. She cried as she pushed the syringe into the vein all the while telling Vega what a good dog she was and how loved she was.

And just like that, that sweet girl that I had spent eleven years of my life with exhaled one last time and was gone.

I asked for a few extra minutes to be with her and was told I could have all the time I needed.

I lay there holding her and cried. Her fur always so soft, her eyes always so kind. My sweet girl. She had such a rough start in this life, and we did the best we could. I lay there and held my lifeless sweet Vega girl dog and regretted nothing.

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    Connie Perry: June 19, 2019

    I know this decision and the pain of having to make it all too well. It comes with the territory of loving an animal who generally has a much shorter lifespan than we do and is dependent on humans for their care. The ability to make that decision and end the suffering of such a dear family member is a tough one indeed and is ultimately one of love and mercy. Wish we had the same ability to grant that mercy to our human family members in their final days of suffering. I so admire your open hearts and expressions of your wonderful relationships with those who have no other chance at life than to have the good fortune to land in your care.

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    Karen Spine: June 19, 2019

    Beautiful, so sorry ❤ we have them for such a short time. I met her at the store, sweet sweet girl. We’ve been there and will be there again because we choose to love these fur babies.

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    Steve: June 19, 2019

    Bless you and Vega for all you have given each other.you were so lucky to have her. She gave you everything she had. A greater gift does not exist

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    Loni: June 19, 2019

    I felt everything you wrote as we have recently made the decision for our 16 year old but always regret my children couldn’t come home to say goodbye but we held him and he passed in my arms

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    Peg Thrasher: June 19, 2019

    Oh Michele
    What a beautiful eulogy for a wonderful girl. I remember how you loved her.
    Certainly brought tears to my eyes. Reminded me of my beautiful pets and how hard that final day is for us. ❤️

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    Jessica : June 19, 2019

    I feel your pain. One of the most heart breaking decisions to make. I’m so sorry for your loss.

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    Connie G: June 19, 2019

    I’m sorry………. I read your post just now………. I went through the very same thing, just 47 hours and 46 minutes ago………… it’s up to us to not let them suffer, and as you said, to pass with dignity. My Jackson, 14 1/2 years old, went so peacefully, just like your Vega. The way he crossed over, has given me peace……… and I know the right decision was made. Please know that I am so sorry….. and that I understand. We were blessed, you and I, with many years, with the love of our dear, sweet friend……… I’m so sorry.

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    Christy Gordon: June 19, 2019

    Oh my goodness! I cried ready that! I know how much you loved her! I’m so sorry!

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    Beth: June 19, 2019

    I am so sorry Chelle. As I sit at my desk and cry. She was loved and a special baby. One of the hardest decisions in our lives is to let go of our loved ones.
    I love you.

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    Donna Milefski: June 19, 2019

    I am just about there,,,as I read and weep I know it will be the right decision ,,My Justive has been my protector ,my companion,and mostly the love of my life,,He has outlived every German Shepard Ive owned His hide end is beginning to faulter,,Yet he still wobbles to go out I dont want him to suffer,,,Or is it me that is hanging on,,,The reality is they are so loyal and it’s my time to be loyal to my baby

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    Erika: June 19, 2019

    I’ve made this decision many times & it never, ever gets easier. But what a blessed way to go, surrounded by love. The last thing we do for them is always the hardest. Her energy is with you always, I hope you all find comfort in knowing she’s still there

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    Holly: June 19, 2019

    its the hardest thing we ever have to do. And the most loving thing we CAN do. I went 40 years between my special newf boy and my next newf. She has major cardiac problems, I’ve been told over and over she will die any second…yet they gave her 6 months and shes 6 1/2 years old, living on love. Even with the awful diagnosis i wouldnt trade one happy day with her for anything. And if the time comes that she is hurting or can’t function or enjoy life, I will make the same hard decision again….out of love for her, not thinking about my pain. Its what we can do for them in exchange for the love they have given us. I’m so very, very sorry for your loss. I know the hole they leave.

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    Heather: June 19, 2019

    Yup. Tears…lots of tears…as I sit at my desk at work…I have no idea how you managed to write such a loving tribute to a beautiful animal who was loved so much by you and your husband. You did a wonderful thing by adopting her and giving her a life she deserved…like every fur baby deserves. Thank you for sharing.

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    Lynda Stidham: June 19, 2019

    Animal lovers agonize with the decision of euthanasia. Is today the right time? What if he/she can get a little better? Am I choosing today because it is convenient for me? The last loving thing we can do for our beloved pets is to not allow them to suffer. Thanks for sharing your story of Vega. You gave her a wonderful life. She gave you her soul and a lifetime of memories.

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    Pat: June 19, 2019

    I can’t say you didn’t warn about the tears to come if this was read… Such a loving tribute to your loyal companion. We have 2 dogs of very different size and breeds, both 5 years old, and I already fear the day when this is my story, but thank you for giving me the courage to be ready and live every day with them to the fullest. I will remember your words always…

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    Cathy: June 19, 2019

    Thank you for sharing Vega’s story. Sounds like she had an incredible life with you and so much love. Sending a hug your way.

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    Sharon Faulkner: June 18, 2019

    Thank you. We have had to do this twice and the painful decision as to when is just awful. Your words confirmed we did the right thing at the right time and the right way. Holding them and easing their way was so difficult but so very right. Your words were hard to read without tears but thank you and know that we feel your pain.

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    Debbie: June 18, 2019

    Tears….lots of them. What a moving tribute to a sweet dog I’m glad I had the pleasure to know. I’ve said it before; I’ll say it again….I love how you love your fur kids. This is beautiful. Thanks for sharing.

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