It's been about a week since Tasha left us. What a rough week it has been.
Over the weekend, I went through all of our digital photos and made a Tasha file. While looking through it, it really covered everything - from being a puppy to pitcures I took just recently. It was really nice to look at - and will continue to look at.
Over the weekend, came the unpleasant task of getting rid of her personal effects. That was extremely hard, but I wanted to get it done - I didn't want to see things and keep coming across them. The dynamics of the kitchen have changed - her water and food bowl is no longer by the dishwasher, her treat jar is no longer on the counter next to the paper towels. It just seems real empty - kind of the way I feel.
The hardest part for me is the routine - or actually adjusting to a new routine. She is no longer laying in the middle of the kitchen floor as I'm making dinner; she is no longer watching me cook breakfast - while waiting for hers; coming home from work is very hard since PJ doesn't get home for an hour after I get home - she is no longer sitting at the front window. I always gave her a little piece of whatever I just ate in her bowl after I was done - now there is no need. Sunday, I made pasta and some fell on the floor - Tasha loved pasta - and there was no one there to pick up what had been dropped.
My mother told me a while ago to make sure that we were the last thing she sees - which I am so glad we were able to do. I know she knew how much I love her and always will. I think it has made this (if possible) for me to deal with. If she passed away in the middle of the night, I never would have been able to say my last goodbye to her. Of that I am very thankful.
She was around for almost 13 years, so she had a full life. She had people that loved her. She lived in two states, six houses, and even flew on a plane! Half of her life was spent in our current home.
I always called her my 'special girl' - which she is and always will be...
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
TASHA 01/25/97-11/12/09.
Wednesday, we experienced a huge loss. It was necessary to put Tasha to sleep.
While I knew she was getting older, I had been trying to prepare myself for the inevitable. Well, no matter how much you think you can prepare yourself – it’s never enough.
Tasha had been having problems with her spleen. It was enlarged and she was taking antibiotics. Wednesday night, PJ came home and noticed she was having trouble getting up off of the floor to go outside, she went outside and collapsed in the backyard.
We took her to the Emergency Vet Clinic and she most likely ruptured her spleen. They could have done surgery, which was no guarantee and she is almost 13 years old. So, we made the decision. We were right there, all the way through.
Out of this, I’m glad we found her and were able to say goodbye while she was still with us. If I woke up the next morning, I don’t know if I could have handled that.
She was a constant for me, and for PJ too. I know she had an impact on our friends as well. For almost 13 years she was always there, always happy, and a source of happiness for me.
When we came home, there was no dog looking out of the window as we pulled into the driveway. I keep looking over by the front door – where she always laid and she’s not there. I look over to where her food and water bowls were; and the space just looks so empty.
I went through all of the pictures and put every picture I have of her into an album. Looking through it was very hard. There were pictures when I first brought her home as a little puppy, to her laying on the couch/bed/wherever, and outside in the backyard. Very hard to look at.
The shock part is over, I think. Now comes the reality – and it sucks.
If PJ hadn’t been here for me this week, I don’t know what I would do.
They say that time heals all wounds, how long can it take to heal someone who has been with you for that long? How can I fill this void in my heart? We’re going to miss her terribly!
While I knew she was getting older, I had been trying to prepare myself for the inevitable. Well, no matter how much you think you can prepare yourself – it’s never enough.
Tasha had been having problems with her spleen. It was enlarged and she was taking antibiotics. Wednesday night, PJ came home and noticed she was having trouble getting up off of the floor to go outside, she went outside and collapsed in the backyard.
We took her to the Emergency Vet Clinic and she most likely ruptured her spleen. They could have done surgery, which was no guarantee and she is almost 13 years old. So, we made the decision. We were right there, all the way through.
Out of this, I’m glad we found her and were able to say goodbye while she was still with us. If I woke up the next morning, I don’t know if I could have handled that.
She was a constant for me, and for PJ too. I know she had an impact on our friends as well. For almost 13 years she was always there, always happy, and a source of happiness for me.
When we came home, there was no dog looking out of the window as we pulled into the driveway. I keep looking over by the front door – where she always laid and she’s not there. I look over to where her food and water bowls were; and the space just looks so empty.
I went through all of the pictures and put every picture I have of her into an album. Looking through it was very hard. There were pictures when I first brought her home as a little puppy, to her laying on the couch/bed/wherever, and outside in the backyard. Very hard to look at.
The shock part is over, I think. Now comes the reality – and it sucks.
If PJ hadn’t been here for me this week, I don’t know what I would do.
They say that time heals all wounds, how long can it take to heal someone who has been with you for that long? How can I fill this void in my heart? We’re going to miss her terribly!
She'll always be my special girl!!
Robby's birthday at Epcot
In order to celebrate Robby's birthday, we all went to the Food and Wine Festival at Epcot.
Good food, good friends, good times!!
Marine Mammal Keepers Experience
For Christmas last year, I gave PJ one of the behind-the-scenes tours at SeaWorld and we finally used it last Friday (it was getting set to expire).
It was a very good program; we saw the animal rehab area, interacted with Otters, dolphins, manatees, seals, walruses, polar bears and beluga whales.
Going to SeaWorld on my day off at 6am wasn't the first thing I wanted to do on my day off, but it was well worth it!!
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