They tell you when it's time...and she was telling us. The neighbor found her in his yard having a grand mal. I adopted her in 2002 from a shelter, shes a sheltie, and she was fine and wonderful and loved us and protected us. About three years ago she started having seizures and we spent a ton of money trying to figure out the cause and to control them but it was futile. And with each seizure she became weaker and more disoriented and also had constant breathing problems and a nasal infection that was also hindering her breathing. And then she displaced a hip so she was in sad shape. My oldest son is realllllly upset about this. He kept threatening ME not to "kill his dog" or he would be mad at me forever. But he was never around when she was seizing or bleeding or cleaned up after her when she lost control. But today he saw...and he saw the look in her eyes. And he understood. He wont let me touch him or try to comfort him. Hes angry that she is leaving I think. He went with my husband to the vet. She didnt even know who we were this morning and didnt want me to touch her. Whenever she felt a seizure coming on she would come find momma to help her...and I never could.
We will miss her. But Ive had dozens of animals blessing my life in my 54 years and they depend on us not to let them suffer because we are selfish and want to keep them here.
God bless you Starr Baby we will always love you.
Love, momma