It breaks my heart to tell everyone that we lost Claire last night.
It was a very long night and I can explain more later but she was not feeling well yesterday. She threw up in the morning and was a bit listless but looked ok when I left for work. By the time I got home last night, she couldn't stand on her own and was in a fair amount of pain and discomfort so I took her into the vet to see if they could help. Looks like she was bleeding internally and there may have been some masses on her kidney/spleen. I transferred her over to the 24 hour emergency animal hospital for observation and a deeper check. They did another x-ray and ultrasound and indicated that there was a mixture of issues and her prognosis was not good. I stayed with her for a long while but she just wasn't getting any better. The vet told us that we could do surgery but her chances of survival was 20-30%. After an extended debate, momma and I decided to ease her pain and let her cross the bridge. Now she is running free with Shadow chasing squirrels and enjoying as much bacon & eggs as she wants.
A very gentle. sweet soul that loved everyone. Always up for a belly rub and looking for attention, she kept Gray on his toes. Grayson is my running buddy, a real clown who is up for mischief and mayhem. Claire was the more mature one of all of us. We didn't rescue her, she rescued us. She taught me to be a better person. When I picked her up almost 6 years ago, we weren't sure if we could handle another dog. I think she made her mind up as soon as she got in the truck. Thanks Claire for all the slobbery kisses and hair and unconditional love. The house is bit more empty and quieter tonight without her parking herself in the hallway/kitchen/closet.
God, I'm going to miss that sugar face.