Last night, we had to have my darling loving soulmate, our 14yo Keeshond Molly Malone, PTS.
This morning I walked our other dog to the park so I could sit down and cry my eyes out without anyone seeing me.
I'm just devastated by losing my "heart dog" as a friend of mine says. I've had her longer than I've been married. Molly got me through losing my parents, and I regard her as having actually saved my life.
Right now it's really hard for me to even care about what I eat, *if* I eat, exercise, pounds, calories, or much of anything else. What difference does it all make, anyway? It won't bring my sweet Molly back...
I'm adding part of what I posted to a list that I'm on:
It is with great sadness that I post this. Our 14-year-old Keeshond, Molly, is no longer with us.
She became ill suddenly on Saturday, and it was determined by the emergency vet that she was bleeding internally from an unknown cause. Due to her advanced age, we decided that the best thing for her was simply to let her go without subjecting her to extensive tests or aggressive treatment regimens.
Her buoyant, cheerful, exuberant spirit delighted us and touched everyone she met as she welcomed people to our home with her ears up and fluffy tail wagging. A number of DASFAns have experienced her desire to become the world's largest lap dog! When I took Molly to Media*West Con in Lansing MI, she earned her nickname of "Molly the Wonder Dog" among my fellow RatPatrol fans. She never met a human she didn't like, and at Media*West she happily dragged me across function rooms to be petted into oblivion by total strangers.
Gail Barton helped me find and adopt her, as we searched shelters all over the Metro area looking for a Keeshond. We found two that day in July 1997, at Table Mountain Animal Center -- one male with a waiting list of adopters, and a female who had been brought in just a couple of hours earlier. When the staff brought her to meet us, she ran around in circles, barked, and bounced her way right into my heart. She was there for me during both the saddest and happiest times of my life, and even played a small role in Tay's and my courtship and engagement. She gave us her whole heart and many years of laughter, love, and joy (even though her youthful shenanigans sometimes drove me round the bend...!).
Of course we're very sad at losing Molly, but we're glad that we have so many lovely memories of our sweet girl.