Sad Day Times 100!

Scott and I always said after Kopa died that when Kylie died it would be the saddest day ever and guess what...totally worse than that. When a loved one dies that you don't live with, like a grandparent, it is super sad and you remember all the great times you had but you don't have a daily interruption to your routine like when a loved one you live with dies. The same day that I found out that my best friend and partner I team teach with at school had a blood clot (that ended up being a tumor when they had to do open heart surgery 2 weeks later after two stints in the hospital) we found out that Kylie had a type of anemia in which the body attacks it's own red blood cells and that she was very sick. It culminated that week in a blood transfusion from the vet's dog Bullwinkle and nearly 8 drugs twice a day that we had to force down Kylie. While her blood count was better she was not eating and lost 15 pounds over a couple of weeks. We had more meat and food for dogs in the refrigerator than ever before! We than took her back again and the vet said that if she still wasn't eating than it was something bigger like a tumor (and cancer is usually a trigger of this kind of anemia although the ultrasound didn't show anything) and we had two options: get an endoscope from a specialists which may take some time in getting or put her down. We decided with heavy hearts that the most humane thing to do was to put her down and on June 7the in the parking lot of our vet we said good bye to our beloved dog! There is isn't a day that goes by that we aren't reminded of how much we miss her, in fact Ally regularly sleeps next to the basket of Kylie's toys we still have out. We won't get another dog until next summer maybe and our house is a lot quieter without. It's funny, now that she is gone I realize how much she cleaned up the floor and we have to vacuum more regularly now=)