Such a horrible week we lost Django here on the forum and I lost my sweet Aunt Edna yesterday.
She was an angel straight from heaven and was so good helping Sophie and her tummy issues and I feel totally in love with her. She led a very abused and neglected life until she was thankfully rescued by Purple Heart Rescue and I was so blessed she ended up with Sophie and I. There is something about giving a rescue dog things they have never experienced before, like walks in the park, soft warm blankets out of the dryer (tons of them!), lots of hugs, kisses, scratches, good food and treats...She adored our walks and would race into the garage to jump in and go. Sophie and I always let her set the pace, she got to snoop anything she wanted for as long as she wanted. Since Sophie's walks are a lot longer and faster, after about the first ten minutes or so we'd put Aunt Edna back in the van and Sophie and I would finish our walk/run.
She never EVER complained, never had an unkind word for anyone, never chewed, pottied in the house, never did one thing that we humans would consider "bad". Almost like she was so grateful to be here she didn't want to mess it up and be sent away again. I imagine she was never really loved or made to feel special all of her life and I pray she knew at the end what a treasure she was and how MUCH she was loved, by many especially Sophie and me.
I did not see this coming, she was fine and suddenly got very sick, collapsing etc. By the time we got to ER at 2:30 am she was not very responsive. Discovered my poor girl had a huge mass in her tummy and was filled with blood, she was anemic and her temp was only 96.
I was most shocked to learn she had diabetes and was in ketoacidosis! I had NO idea, I know the symptoms and didn't see any of them in her...for any of it! I did notice her tummy seemed to be getting bigger and my mom brain did turn on some worry lights but I just figured I'd feed her a little less and maybe I had just been overdoing it. In the end the vet was going to bring her out to us so I could hold her while they let her go but instead came running out to say she's going on her own you better hurry. I'm really thankful we could be there, Sophie kept nuzzling her sisters ear and neck and I was rubbing her back and shoulders crying my eyes out.
I miss her so much that little tongue and sweet face, pleading eyes. She was such a gift. The hardest part is to see Sophie searching for her sister.
She was frantic at first but has slowed down about it now. But still keeps wanting to go into the garage and tries to get into the van to find her sister. So sad.
Someday we will see them all again but sure is hard while we're here!