[Dailydrool] Daisy Mae ATB

[melissa gibson]

I had to send another girl to the bridge. 2 in 3 months, I am not in a good place. My sweet and gentle Daisy Mae made the journey on Monday. Probably congestive heart failure. Daisy Mae was 13 and had had a horrible life before rescue intervened. Used for breeding and had definately not been an inside dog. When she was finally rescued by Phil Guinn of OMBR she had surgery for bladder stones, one the size of a walnut! Unfortunatley she was left on a heating pad after surgery and developed a horrible burn. So upon arrival to me she went in for another surgery (thank god for her excess sagging belly skin) She was saved by my wonderful vet Dr. Erica Fry. So here is my new baby and she has to have a cone on for her first month with me, I just thought this poor girl can not catch a break! Daisy was a very timid soul and it took almost a year before I could reach down to pet her without her flinching. She didn't make a sound for that long either. I am sad just
 thinking about the abuse she must have survived. But eventually she blended into the fold with all the other crazy hounds of the household. She figured out you get a biscuit everytime you go in the kitchen no matter if you'd been outside or not.
And she started to bark and bark and BARK! She got downright bossy coming right up beside my head at night before letting me know it was time to get up and feed her. And she let me love on her. We would sit at the top of the back steps when the big dogs went out in the morning and have our quite time. She was just the sweetest little girl and she deserved so much more happiness in life than she had in our few short years together. When I was crying against her limp body I wondered why I do this to myself. Why do I continue to rescue these seniors who ultimatly break my heart because they leave too soon. I had a dream last night of Daisy running around, she never ran, she moved very slow on her bowed legs. A walk up to the corner would take a half an hour but she loved it. I decided my dream ment she had arrived safely at the bridge and was running and frolicking with all the other loved and lost hounds.
 
Please hug you hounds a little closer tonight, they could be gone tomorrow. There is never enough time.
 
Melissa
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