Well it’s taken me a few days to come back and update my last post. I won’t relive the whole story because it hurts too much.
Long story short – my compassionate and kind vet took it upon herself to do an ultrasound Friday night after I left him resting in his hospital cage. Her gut just told her something else was going on because he still was paralyzed and now passing bloody stool. The ultrasound revealed a tumor on his spleen and liver. She called me at 6:30pm as I was driving in the country with Mark and my mom. I went into la la land crying for the next hour because I knew what the tumors meant. It was time to say good-bye to my fur baby. Saturday morning my mom, Mark and I met the vet(she was supposed to go on vacation but came it just for me). We spent time with him crying, kissing and hugging him. It was so hard because he was so alert and normal(minus the paralysis). It was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. Who knew you could love a dog so much.
I have spent the last 3 days crying, grieving and just plain being super sad.
The thing helping me through his loss is seeing gods grace, mercy and love every where. From the timing of pumpkins arrival, the kindness of the vet, to the last 10 days I’ve had alone with him. Since I have been on vacation since memorial day Gordy and I have spent every minute together. We watched soaps together, napped, he got steak, hot dogs, all the horse manure he could stand and lots of my undivided attention.
Tomorrow will be a whole new story one I pray filled with 10 fingers and 10 toes. Someone said to me yesterday “You have to experience the lowest of lows before you experience the highest of highs.” I pray that it’s true and meeting Pumpkin takes my heart and spirit to a place I can’t imagine. See you soon….