OneEyedDiva
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Shortly after my son got to work (4 a.m.) on Tuesday, he called and said my grandson’s dog had died. She had a seizure in the middle of the night and my grandson (GS) frantically called a couple of emergency pet hospitals. He and his mother, my Honorary Daughter (HD) took Roxie to one of them but she passed away within a half an hour of arriving.
He felt guilty, like there was something he could have done better or faster, but the vet assured him that was not the case. Roxie had a severely enlarged heart with muscle tissue so thick that it was hard for fluids to pass through her body. Also, she was more than twice the age they were led to believe when they got her three years ago. GS said that explained why she was tiring more easily on their walks.
He loved that dog so much that he didn’t want to stop cradling her after she was gone and stayed with her for at least 90 minutes. He was beside himself as I knew he would be. My son left work early to be with him. I was so heartbroken for him and felt bad that I couldn’t give him a hug in person (I texted a virtual one).
But lo and behold, HS#3 called. After chatting a bit and saying we’d go to Amazon Fresh tomorrow (today), he suddenly asked if I could be ready in 20 minutes. I had a package to return and needed a couple of things, so I got ready. The road we take to get home from Amazon goes past the turn to get to HD’s house, so I asked if he would do me a favor and swing by. I got to give my grandson that hug after all. He was doing better…two of his friends were there for support. And he was so thankful that I came by and glad to meet HS#3. HD was exhausted, so I didn’t even get a chance to see her because she was sleeping.
Today my grandson texted me saying it doesn't feel real....that she was just here yesterday. I told him (and his father had told him) that we understand because we lost our beloved Audra decades ago and still think of her. Now here's a blessing in disguise. HD was supposed to go to Atlantic City because my granddaughter had to go to the ER. When she was heading out GD called and said she felt much better. HD and I both said that had my grandson been home alone when Roxie died, he would have lost it...he would have been no more good. Roxie was his emotional support pet. R.I.P. Roxie.
He felt guilty, like there was something he could have done better or faster, but the vet assured him that was not the case. Roxie had a severely enlarged heart with muscle tissue so thick that it was hard for fluids to pass through her body. Also, she was more than twice the age they were led to believe when they got her three years ago. GS said that explained why she was tiring more easily on their walks.
He loved that dog so much that he didn’t want to stop cradling her after she was gone and stayed with her for at least 90 minutes. He was beside himself as I knew he would be. My son left work early to be with him. I was so heartbroken for him and felt bad that I couldn’t give him a hug in person (I texted a virtual one).
But lo and behold, HS#3 called. After chatting a bit and saying we’d go to Amazon Fresh tomorrow (today), he suddenly asked if I could be ready in 20 minutes. I had a package to return and needed a couple of things, so I got ready. The road we take to get home from Amazon goes past the turn to get to HD’s house, so I asked if he would do me a favor and swing by. I got to give my grandson that hug after all. He was doing better…two of his friends were there for support. And he was so thankful that I came by and glad to meet HS#3. HD was exhausted, so I didn’t even get a chance to see her because she was sleeping.
Today my grandson texted me saying it doesn't feel real....that she was just here yesterday. I told him (and his father had told him) that we understand because we lost our beloved Audra decades ago and still think of her. Now here's a blessing in disguise. HD was supposed to go to Atlantic City because my granddaughter had to go to the ER. When she was heading out GD called and said she felt much better. HD and I both said that had my grandson been home alone when Roxie died, he would have lost it...he would have been no more good. Roxie was his emotional support pet. R.I.P. Roxie.