The following blog I wrote a few weeks ago, but decided not to post it. This morning Sissy passed away in her sleep.

Good-bye, Old Girl, we'll miss you!



Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words.






Sometimes even more.

I think it was a little over a year ago that Sissy started her down hill slide into senior dog. There's a tumor on her spine between her shoulder blades. There for a while we thought we'd have to put her down since she couldn't even walk. But under veterinary treatment the swelling reduced and Sis was back to her normal old self, at least for the most part.

Sometime over the year she began acting like a dog. I know, I know. She is a dog, but you'd have to know Sis and her temperament. She would sit on furniture like a human. She never once got into the trash, and she'd only eat certain treats. So her acting like a dog was weird. Totally weird.

For the last several months we've watched her play with the other dogs, something she has never really done. Yeah, she'd run around, but never take them down to the ground or play tug-o-war. She's even played with us.

She's once again beginning to show signs of doggie dementia. Some days are worse than the others. Last night she had difficulty walking. When that occurred we began giving each other the look. You know the one, that asks "is it time?" But today she is fine, she seems to be in perfect health. Even if she barks at every little sound as if someone is breaking in the house.

The cool thing is we've been able to spend a good year with her. Since my daughter, the one pictured, works at a vet clinic and has for a few years, we'll know when it's time. I have a feeling it won't be too long. But you never know, she may surprise us.