I just wanted to write a quick note that Riley is now gone. I spent most of yesterday crying or walking around looking like I got beat up. My husband and I were with her the whole time. I don't think I have ever seen him cry like that. We both could have flooded the room with our tears. The vet came in and gave her a shot and just like that she faded. The words from the doctor, "She's gone" are still fresh in my head. I was so upset the entire time I was at the vet and the minute I got into my car I was overcome with RELIEF.
I feel like a weight has been lifted.
As you may already may know, I find humor in strange ways. As I left the vet hospital, I turned on some Christmas tunes. What song? Blue Christmas. Crap. More tears. Turn the station. Please Come Home for Christmas. Double Shit. Next. Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.... W T F????? That damn dog always had the knack for making me feel guilty. The only thing I could do at that point was laugh because I felt this was her way of letting me know that she was OK.
Again, thanks for all the kind words and cyber hugs. They really meant a lot. Now I have to resume my normal posting or I am going to be labeled Debbie Downer.