We knew she was part lab, part shepherd based on the animal control officer's testimony. We didn't know what that would mean as far as size went. I wanted to call her Peanut - based on coloring and adorable factor, which she had in spades. Because labs and shepherds can both grow large, though, I was out-voted. I brought her with me everywhere for the first couple of weeks, carrying her in a cat carrier until we got a crate to keep her in at home. We bonded, and despite other family members' trying to coax her love and favor away, she has been my shadow for 14 years.
Sadie has led a comfortable life. She's chased squirrels, bunnies, and woodchucks to her heart's content. She's had the run of the farm and slept in luxury.
Today, my heart is aching. Sadie doesn't feel well. She hasn't felt well for a while - I've taken her to the vet a couple times, and the consensus is that she is failing, but she is old. I believe in fighting for quality of life, but not quantity without quality. Sadie isn't eating any more, not even the treats we try to give her. She tries - she takes them from me, but after a couple of nibbles, she drops them on the floor and looks at me in despair.
I know that I am not the only one to feel such anguish with the impending loss of a loved one. I know, people usually use that term to refer to other people, but there is no getting around the fact that to people who share their homes with animals, those animals are loved ones. Sadie is not the only pet that I will grieve (have grieved,) but she is the one my heart is breaking over now.
What about you - have you had a special animal take up residence in your heart/home? I'd love to hear about it!