forpaws
Posted : 10/9/2006 10:21:05 AM
Our evening sail was wonderful. She and I sat at the bow of the boat like the Titanic... Tzu of the World...Having the wind blow in our faces. We felt like we were on top of the world.
We ate cheese, cold shrimp and gave her half of my Black n Tan beer. Which settled her down to take a snooze. Think she was intoxicated from that. She lapped at her share of the beer and demanded more! I gave in and let her have another shot.
I sat on the bow of the boat with her in my lap watching the sun go down, the birds settling in on their posts and flying home to nest for the evening, with Nikki in my arms like a baby. I listened to her soft snores, and funny sounds she makes when she sleeps. Caressed her soft fur, burried my face into it, giving her soft kisses. We just sat there for the longest time. Eventually the stars came out and still sitting on the bow of the boat staring at the nights sky all lite up while she slumbered, I softly cried.
I don't want to give her back to her creator! I really don't, but I know it is the best for my sweety tzu.
The next day, we decided to go visit her grandma and pop's house, so they can say their final goodbyes to their furry grandchild. Pop's made her bacon and eggs for breakfast, which she enjoyed, with a side of creamy grits. Something she loved as a special treat although never with bacon. We left there and went to the flea market with her in her buggy. Everyone had to stop us and speak to her and say how cute she was in her own buggy with her gogals, and sunday best on.
For luch we went to our favorite place and sat on the back deck over looking the St. Johns River. The bar/resturant that knows her and don't care if she's out back with me. The girls brought her, her own child's platter of chicken fingers. Peach yogurt for her desert.
She used to ride with me on the bike all the time. And when she started to get feeble, I stopped taking her on these rides with me.
Not this time. In her pouch attached to me on the front of my chest, her head sticking out, she rode like she once used too. Ears flapping in the breeze. If she got too much wind, she'd duck down in the

ouch then

op back up when she was ready.
I used to have my pea pad rigged for her, so she was secure and yet could get out of the wind if needed, in a special container I built for her.
That is how she used to ride when we would go on poker runs or just for fun on runs and errands. When she could see, she would peek around me to see what was a head. She even had her own lid (helmet) Snap at bugs on the way.
This dog loves to ride anything that has wheels on it. Strap a skate board to her butt and she'd be happy.
Now it's Monday and I still don't have the energy or strength to take her to the clinic. I called my vet and told her this. She said, she would come to my home, all I needed to do is just call her when I am ready. The problem is I'm not ready and don't want to be ready. I have enjoyed our special time together and want to have a couple more days with her.
She's such a doll. I think having her put to sleep in her familiar surroundings with her brothers and sisters would be better for her.
I on the other hand am a basket case! I feel like I am loosing a huge part of myself and can feel myself falling into a depression.
I don't know how I am going deal with her being gone, even though I know in my heart I know it is the best thing for her.