Death Is a Subject That No One Has Mastered Dealing With, Including Me.
Nellie, our sweet ten-year-old Doberman passed away yesterday afternoon.
It was sudden and unexpected, we had no idea that she had cancer, Osteosarcoma.
We walked three times a day. She was getting older, and the walks became shorter over time.
She showed no signs of pain in her front legs. Tail wagging most of the time. Eating food, supplements, and yogurt daily. Regular rest and sleeping most nights except for pee breaks. No signs of discomfort, nothing to give us notice. I could tell when she was ready for the first walk. After my shower and the moment, I put my feet into my pants she knew morning walk two was about to begin. When I arrived home in the evening her first order of business was that walk.
Nellie was a rescue friend from the local humane society. We were only able to spend time with her for two and a half years as she enriched our lives. We had no idea what life was before us, but we both knew she was happy spending time with us.
She barked very rarely, usually a squirrel or the big bird trying to land near the goldfish pond. We had her for several weeks before we heard the first bark, and only maybe a dozen or so other barks.
