Sharon7
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We found out that Faith had brain tumors last November. We were told maybe 6 months. Faith beat the odds to almost double that time. First we pre-mourned. Then we got anxious at 6 months. Then we relaxed again at 7 months, plainly she did not intend to go anywhere soon.
Our beloved Tri girl Faith Elaine Mae, aka Icon Lucky Dice left us peacefully and easily on her journey to the Bridge to meet again her playmate and grandma, Brooke. Our vet friend came to the house. First time we've actually scheduled this, always before it was a last minute crisis and traumatic decision.
Cried and second-guessed ourselves all day, because despite an awful day the day before, come Tuesday morning she was perky, wanted breakfast, walked around outside although unsteadily and still getting stuck.
We gave her a big slice of watermelon when our petsitter came over to say goodbye and were able to video her chomping away at it with glee, rind and all. Made us all laugh and then cry.
Faith came as a 2 year old and after a few days to adjust, settled in easily, respecting senior Ally's space and dignity and egging Brooke on to play. She did agility for a while and was excellent at it. But her real love was Nosework and she and I developed into a good team. She was SO FAST at everything she did; life was to be lived at top speed, apparently.
She was also very affectionate, loved giving kisses and morning face washes. She welcomed Elijah and then Meadow into the family.
I'm crying a lot and the house feels empty - even with the other two. I see her everywhere I look. What an awful year with Meadow's epilepsy (now finally controlled) and TWO gallbladder surgeries and now this.
Here are some photos taken by a dog club member who is a pro. My athletic girl. I love you forever Faith and we will meet again, I am glad you are free of disability and distress.
Our beloved Tri girl Faith Elaine Mae, aka Icon Lucky Dice left us peacefully and easily on her journey to the Bridge to meet again her playmate and grandma, Brooke. Our vet friend came to the house. First time we've actually scheduled this, always before it was a last minute crisis and traumatic decision.
Cried and second-guessed ourselves all day, because despite an awful day the day before, come Tuesday morning she was perky, wanted breakfast, walked around outside although unsteadily and still getting stuck.
We gave her a big slice of watermelon when our petsitter came over to say goodbye and were able to video her chomping away at it with glee, rind and all. Made us all laugh and then cry.
Faith came as a 2 year old and after a few days to adjust, settled in easily, respecting senior Ally's space and dignity and egging Brooke on to play. She did agility for a while and was excellent at it. But her real love was Nosework and she and I developed into a good team. She was SO FAST at everything she did; life was to be lived at top speed, apparently.
She was also very affectionate, loved giving kisses and morning face washes. She welcomed Elijah and then Meadow into the family.
I'm crying a lot and the house feels empty - even with the other two. I see her everywhere I look. What an awful year with Meadow's epilepsy (now finally controlled) and TWO gallbladder surgeries and now this.
Here are some photos taken by a dog club member who is a pro. My athletic girl. I love you forever Faith and we will meet again, I am glad you are free of disability and distress.
