On June 19,2019 Duchess gained her wings and left us to cross the rainbow bridge.
I know I haven’t posted in a long time, as her recovery went amazingly well and we were just living our lives! But about 3 days before the 19th, she started acting “funny”. Which in our world means she left about 10 kibbles per meal in her bowl. Which was NOT normal. We investigated by going to the vets and chiropractor. The chiropractor then found something which was blatantly obvious, but somehow we didn’t see. Her tumor recurred. Same spot, much bigger. To us it looked like her shoulder which we forgot she didn’t have anymore. We spent 5yrs looking at a shoulder blade so I guess when it came back it wasn’t so strange to see as a tripawd.
Anyways. We immediately took her back to her amazing surgeons who ran scans and found not only was it back but it had spread and overcome her lungs. We were broken. She was in unmanageable plain. They literally couldn’t get on top of it. That very day, we let her go. One day. We visited her and just couldn’t look at her in that pain and DEFINITELY couldn’t leave her overnight to suffer through our decision time. I bawled for days but we just had to.
I miss her every second of every day. Everything happened on the 19th. February 19 we removed her leg, June 19 she was gone. And July 19 we brought home her cremains. I don’t regret her living as a tripawd for one second tho, because we got 4 AMAZING AND HAPPY months with her. She only suffered her last couple of days.
Anyways, I can’t thank this community enough for the support along the way.