I am slightly tardy to the TPTSellerChallenge Week 2: Dare to Dream
My nightly dreams had been about my dog...
Last week was a rough week in the Helm house. Our 13 year old Great Dane, Malone, went to Heaven to be with my Dad. This was such a hard decision for my husband and I to make, but we know it was the right decision for Maloney.
His big-dog hips just weren't the same anymore, and sadly, his falls were becoming more frequent and scary. Tuesday night he couldn't walk at all when we took him outside to go potty. Wednesday seemed better, but then out of no where he fell hard on his chest and hit his chin... then nearly fell backwards when trying to go up the front steps. Thankfully my husband and I were right behind him and caught him.
Malone is a big, looks-deep-in-your-eyes, old man. We couldn't stand the thought of him falling when we weren't there to rescue him, help him up, and comfort him. We couldn't stand the thought of him being in pain from breaking something during a fall and needing emergency care.
Our amazing vet who comes out to our house agreed (after months of trying back-end strengthening meds... acupuncture...rest) that it was probably time.
I miss my buddy, my shadow, my sweet companion. Selfishly I had hoped Malone would make it one more summer...I know he is in Heaven with my dad, loving every minute!
Photo Credit: Caveness Photography, WA
My TPT dreams...