Sally Sue – 2003? – 2012 When Sally came to bless us with her full-blown love and affection she was about 15 to 18 months old, 20 pounds underweight, missing half her fur, had worms, but her love was bigger than “all of outdoors”. Sally’s piercing, big, brown eyes were irresistible when she opened them wide while waiting for your guidance and asking for love. She learned to love her daily walks with Scruffy and me each day, and quickly learned she had to lie quietly while I put shoes on, and to sit patiently while waiting for the leash to be attached. A few quick “thumps” on her rear and soon she learned to pay attention to her “job” of walking instead of chasing other critters. She would only eat after receiving permission. Amazingly, she was soon responding to my hand signals before I even realized it. Pointing to her bed meant time to go to bed; towards the floor meant lay down; flat palm towards her face meant stop. Words were seldom necessary. She loved to ride in the car, weather permitting, and would sit and stare in the direction I was last seen until I again came into view, no matter how long she had to wait. The strange smells of new places were always enjoyed to the fullest, but she soon lost interest in smelling air she was familiar with, remembering having been there before. Sally loved her friends, people and critters, and could tell instinctively if strangers were friendly, but she was never aggressive toward people.. In late 2011 Sally Sue started growing tumors that grew for about 6 months, which is not uncommon for her somewhat dubious Boxer heritage, and they grew quite large, and she gradually began losing her muscle mass. One morning we started our usual morning walk- she was excited to go as always, and after about 5 minutes she started coughing. I looked down and she was bleeding from the nose, and she looked up at me, as if to say, “What do you want to do now?” I turned around and we slowly walked back to the house and she went straight to her bed and looked at me, again, for help. I called the Doctor, and took her to his office. Sally was always glad to see everyone there, so I dropped her leash so she could visit them all. We went into the exam room and she again looked to me for guidance. The kind Doctor came in and we both helped her up on the exam table where she lay down and put her head on her paws to rest. We scratched her ears and muzzle, and the Doctor gave her a sedative. She slowly drifted off to sleep while I continued to reassure her, and when I nodded agreement the Doctor gave her a shot that sent her across the “Rainbow Bridge”. It is heartbreaking to lose an animal that required so little, yet always gave so much in return, but it was something that was meant to be, and can be enjoyed to the fullest again, again, and again, until you join them at the “Rainbow Bridge”.
Posted on: Tue, 25 Jun 2013 18:44:19 +0000
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