11-29-2020, 09:10 AM
Thanks to all of you.
Just like my mom, it was time. She (Hazel) was deaf, and going blind, and getting feeble, and maybe saddest of all her mind was going - she would go in the kitchen for a drink and not be able to find her way back to her bed, or get stuck facing into the corner. We knew it was getting closer, but she still ate heartily until this week, and we still went for slow walks.
It was funny, her last walk on Tuesday was the best one we'd had in a while; she kept up a steady pace and was faster than usual. And Friday night, in the middle of the night, she managed to find her way into the bedroom all the way to my side of the bed, which she hadn't done in a very long time. I got up and sat on the couch and she went to sleep on my chest, just like when she was a puppy. So we went full circle right at the end.
Just like my mom, it was time. She (Hazel) was deaf, and going blind, and getting feeble, and maybe saddest of all her mind was going - she would go in the kitchen for a drink and not be able to find her way back to her bed, or get stuck facing into the corner. We knew it was getting closer, but she still ate heartily until this week, and we still went for slow walks.
It was funny, her last walk on Tuesday was the best one we'd had in a while; she kept up a steady pace and was faster than usual. And Friday night, in the middle of the night, she managed to find her way into the bedroom all the way to my side of the bed, which she hadn't done in a very long time. I got up and sat on the couch and she went to sleep on my chest, just like when she was a puppy. So we went full circle right at the end.
the hands that guide me are invisible