
this is a picture of taylor this morning - her last day on earth. it's so sad, I can hardly type, but I need to get it out there and then get past it. i've had taylor for about 15 years - since I was a sophomore in college. she was my best bud- people used to make fun of how much I loved my dog.... she was fond of running errands with me. when we lived in dallas she'd hop into my convertible and sit there nicely in the passenger seat while I made a deposit at the bank, or picked up the dry cleaning, and she loved the wind in her nose while we drove.
in the last couple of years though, her health has seriously deteriorated and she's become more my arch nemesis thanks to the trouble (and MESS) she causes since she's blind, deaf, and very incontenent. i feel really guilty - like we shouldn't have the right to decide when her time is up, but I also know that running into things because you're blind, and being totally in darkness with no hearing or eyesight and having old limbs and joints that make the stairs a feat, and having no control over your bladder and bowels so that you step in your own business isn't a fun life...
so, today i worked from home and hung out with her... we went out back and played a bit (and I use that term "played" loosely since she doesn't really get around very fast) and i gave her a bonus bowl of food. we also snuggled a bit and then charlie came to get her. he took her to a park and she rode/slept on his lap the whole way. she sniffed around the park a bit and then they went to the vet and she got a sedative and then she got another injection.
we both cried and i'm thankful to charlie for being strong and taking care of the actual trip to the vet. tonight we'll explain to stella that taylor is gone and get rid of her bowl, bed, etc. so that i'm not too sad everytime I see them. pretty soon lucy will probably figure it out too, and that will be sad for her too, since she and taylor were buddies and loved to spoon.