The 80's RULED!! -
Jan. 28th, 2009
08:18 pm
I guess I wasn't crying wolf. I got home today to find Bailey sleeping in a puddle of her own urine. Nick and I came to the mutual decision that it was time. We made the appointment for Friday night, the last appointment of the day. I'm sure I'm going to take the afternoon off, though, to spend some ime with her. Tomorrow I'm going to make her a huge ass bowl of pasta for dinner, and I told Nick that on the way to the vet's office that we should stop at McDonalds and give her burgers and ice cream.
Kim, the receptionist at the Vet's office, started crying right away. She's been with us for a long time through this journey, and she said that she's working Friday night and is glad she gets to say goodbye to Bailey Sue.
I was hysterical when I made the appointment, but once I hung up I felt a sense of relief.
The next two days are going to suck royally, but I am going to spend every possible minute with my Bailey Sue. But in all reality...how am I going to get through this??? I've never had to put down a pet, and all I feel is this huge pain.
Well, I'm going to go hug my husband and hug my doggy. And I'm sure I'm going to cry for days on end.
Thanks for being there everybody and will be reaching out, I'm sure.

((((hugs)))
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