Today is the day

The appointment for the vet to come to the house is this afternoon. I feel like I can’t breathe thinking about it. He was going to turn 15 on Tuesday and I had taken the day off to spend the whole day doing things he loves. I’m devastated he won’t make it.

My parents made the call yesterday when he refused to eat or drink anything. I took him in the evening just the two of us for a drive. We saw a rainbow. We went to a park with woods and a sunflower field and took pictures together and watched the sun set. He’s a dachshund and has always loved tracking things in the yard. Although he hasn’t had much energy the last week, he decided he wanted to track along the woods. I thought he’d only have energy for a few minutes … but then he just kept going and going. 50 minutes later and he was still going. I’d ask him if we wanted to keep going and he’d look up and wag his tail. But then it got dark and we were the only ones there in the middle of nowhere and I got scared and I had to pick him up and walk him back to the car. I feel so guilty I got scared and made us leave. I got Dairy Queen on the way home and he finally ate. He enjoyed his ice cream so much. He was up and alert in the car. It gave me some false hope my parents might change their mind, but they didn’t. 😞 I could hardly sleep knowing I have mere hours left with him here. I know every dog is special, but my Ollie was the sweetest, gentlest dog. He’s the one that made me love dogs. He’s seen me graduate college and law school, pass the bar and buy my own house. The last time he was at my house, he surprised us all and began tracking the perimeter of my yard. It made my heart so happy.

I know I’m rambling, I just didn’t have anybody else to share this with. I am devastated to have to say goodbye. 💔