If by a "Liberal" they mean someone who looks ahead and not behind, someone who welcomes new ideas without rigid reactions, someone who cares about the welfare of the people - their health, their housing, their schools, their jobs, their civil rights, and their civil liberties - someone who believes we can break through the stalemate and suspicions that grip us in our policies abroad; if that is what they mean by a "Liberal," then I'm proud to say I'm a "Liberal." - John F. Kennedy
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Betty the Beagle Has Left The Building
Little Betty the Beagle has left us after just a few months. We have been battling some liver issues and the vet had recommended we have an ultrasound to try and find out exactly what was wrong. We had that done this morning and the pictures showed a blockage of the bile duct which should be correctable with some surgery. The surgery was this afternoon but when the surgeon got in he found some extensive damage to the liver that was beyond repair and actually called us from the operating room to let us know that he didn't think she would last much longer and that there was nothing he could do about the damage. His recommendation was to just let her go and though it was a hard decision we agreed. So we are beagle - less once again. Not a happy day around here. She was a good dog and we did what we could and at least she had a few months of loving care. Bye Betty Boo.
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Oh my. Betty was so lucky to have had her last days with you. Incredibly sad..............
That is too bad, and even though it was a short time, you get attached them, and it hurts to let them go.
Bryan
so sorry to hear....
Thanks for the sympathies friends. We are in the throes of de-dogging now. The beds and blankets, the water dish and food and treats are all bagged up to take to the local shelter. I can still see the scratch marks in the carpet by my desk where Betty tried to fluff the carpet for a nap. It will take a while for the constant reminders and memories to fade.
My condolences, Fallenmonk. It's really hard to lose them, I know. All you can do is think of how well-loved Betty was in her last few months because she lived with you.
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