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In a fog is how I feel
Molly the Cavalier King Charles Spaniel that really watched TV and protected us from the rodents has developed a spinal problem. There are calcium deposits that can grow and connect, and apparently it’s hereditary. This has progressed quickly. She has to be lifted on and off the couch. She is given pain pills. She is about 13-14 human years old. Her hind legs can’t support her, and she falls onto the smooth hardwood floors and tries to move with just her front legs, but her grip of sidewalk is better she can try walking there but she is so weak. I’m not there and I would have to take more leave and buy more airline tickets to get there. Dad offered to do the two days drive to bring her over so that I can see her one last time, but I can’t put her through the pain of the traveling. When she was a puppy, I dug for her a maze of trough pathways through a the 3 feet of snowmageddon. She would even chase laser pointers and was such a loving and playful yet protective member of our family. Her quality of life is deteriorating and I know she’s destined for the next life soon. I can’t be there; I can only remember her beforehand; I’m in a foggy anticlimactic end of the independence day holiday in DC to see the fireworks, my first visit with friends since covid-19 lockdowns started. It’s so not fair I can’t be there, but I can remember her and the good times she had with us.
I’m really sorry to hear this news about Molly. I hope the very best for her, both with as little pain and as many things she enjoys as possible, and when it comes, a peaceful transition and a once again healthy body as she joins many friends at the Rainbow Bridge and continues to share her love with those who love her from a distance–in happy memories, in comfort where you need it, and in the affection and support from others who understand.
We found a doggy wheelchair! Mom and Dad were struggling to figure out how to get it on right, though. She went to PetCo and they were able to figure it out. Suddenly she was rolling her hind legs by pulling herself around with her front legs, sniffing around the store, other dogs and people. Mom said this was the most happy Molly looked in a long time! The wheelchair is too bulky for the house, and she still has to be lifted up and down from the floor to the couch/bed, etc. So, that and the pain pills are helping her have a better quality of senior doggy days for as long as it can last.
I wondered if that would work for her! I’m glad she’s enjoying it. Dogs are so amazingly adaptable and live in the moment. They teach us so much.