That Crazy Beagle
We said goodbye to our crazy, loving, shit-eating beagle, Molly, on the same day that we announced that other news. At just five and a half years old, it was especially difficult to let her go. But she was becoming more paralyzed by the minute, not responding to meds and unable to control her bottom half. We were going to give her another day on the meds to see what might happen, but as soon as we saw her, we knew. It was time.
We wanted to make the last hour of her life as awesome as possible, so we did the only thing we could think of…we got her a cheeseburger. You should know that I’m a treat nazi, meaning I don’t feed from the table (except for the vegetable peelings and the like…Molly ate that healthy stuff right up!) and the girls get treats about once a month. Overweight dogs break my heart. Anyway, the sweet staff at the animal clinic kept her up front with them that day for a little TLC, so she smelled the cheeseburger as soon as we walked in the door. I swear, that dog thought she could walk when she smelled that coming her way! I’m pretty sure she enjoyed every bit of it.
Drew and I were there. I held her head as she fell asleep for the last time. I felt the life go out of her painful body and I felt like I was losing a child. But I know that she is no longer in pain. She can jump and run and have a buffet of shit in doggie heaven.
And she’ll always be our Molly.
*for more info on what Molly was suffering from, see my post from April 2011
Friday 20, 2012
Poor, sweet, wonderful dog. I’ve told you before: you and D were wonderful to your little beagle and gave her the best life possible. You were strong enough to end her pain and you kept her from suffering needlessly. For that, and so many other reasons, she was extremely lucky to have you. <3
Friday 20, 2012
I’m so sorry to hear about Molly. My parents recently had to put their 5 year old lab mix down because he was paralyzed. It’s so heartbreaking, but it sounds like you gave Molly the best possible life a beagle could ask for. I mean, a cheeseburger! That is one loved dog. My beagle is my baby and I know the day we have to let her go my heart is going to break into a million pieces.
Friday 20, 2012
Im so sorry, losing a dog is like losing family, its so tough. We had to say goodbye to our pup but she wasn’t put to sleep, she was given away and my daughter still says she is her dog and we couldnt go visit when we were in Oregon cause I was afraid she would say something mean and nasty. Anyhow, sorry about your loss but you are correct, its hard to see them in pain too.
Friday 20, 2012
I’m so sorry for your loss. Rod and I lost our dog, Nikita, in November. We were there with her when she was euthanized. It was the hardest thing we’ve ever done.
I have a pug/beagle mix (Lily) and that dog can EAT. I think she’d be in heaven if she got ahold of a cheeseburger. I think that was the right choice of food. Oh, and Lily eats shit too. Must be a beagle thing.