One Less Family Member

Something like 8-9 years ago the Boss wanted a companion to help fill the void after raising two sons and sitting for 3 adopted grandchildren. Being home all day, alone, was causing her to spiral into depression. So we adopted a Siberian Husky named Amber from an elderly lady who couldn't care for her any more. Over the years this furry house companion became part of the family. That came to an end last night.

The unfortunate thing about getting attached to a pet is that they never seem to live long enough. It started when she was having troubles with her hind legs, that we thought was arthritis. Then she developed general muscle weakness that the vet thought was Kushings disease. Blood tests proved that wrong. She also had drainage from her left eye, that started about the time as her back leg issues, that was treated as allergies. The Vet didn't know what was wrong with her.

This last week I noticed a swelling above her left eye. The one that was always draining. The poor dog must have been in pain all this time, but never complained by way a temperament. Friday, last night, just as I got home she went into some sort of seizure that had me in tears, especially when she cried out in pain. The Boss had been trying to get in touch with the local humane society to have her put to sleep, but to no avail.

When the seizure subsided, I took her into the back yard and ended her misery. Last night, with wet eyes, I buried a very loyal companion and family member.

Now the Boss and I carry the burden of allowing her condition to go on way too long. I think partially from denial, and partially selfishness. The guilt ways heavy.

That's the second time I've had to do that deed. Both times were very hard, and left a lasting scar. We're both still trying to heal from this one.