Saturday, August 8, 2020
Friday, August 7, 2020
The one of her in the little baby crib brought such joy as I remembered that Clara wanted to be on our bed, not next to the bed. 🥰
Thursday, August 6, 2020
What a week it’s been.
Let’s all take it easy today. (Not happening! 🤣)
Wednesday, August 5, 2020
AFTER THE STORM.....
My daughter had a deer in her yard. Things were getting back to normal.
Granger didn’t care. He just wanted life to be “his” normal where he can be the center of attention. That’s Granger!!
Tuesday, August 4, 2020
Monday, August 3, 2020
It has taken me a week to be able to write her farewell. She was part of my heart.
I took her to my vet and when she was taken back for bloodwork, she was gone for awhile. Little did I know that they all fell in love with her, and she was dressed up in a little Santa outfit and she was beautiful!
Starlight was a small one (11 pounds), so some of her things were good for Clara.
She liked the warm fire.
She guarded the door for us.
And the winter weather, and heaters made her hair fly-away.
She had a few little carry bags another friend sent.
Later her tongue hung out the right side of her mouth, a sign that the tumor was progressing.
We sat like this a lot.
She wanted to be close, and I held her a lot.
Her tiny body would melt into me and she would relax.
As time went on, the head tilt got worse.
As I looked back, she was bright eyed....
And beautiful. This is one of my favorite pictures of her.
I carried her more.
And she was still "my girl"-- happy and watching me. My vet told me that Clara hung on much longer because of the closeness we had. She didn't want to give up. I didn't either.
I learned how to give her sub q fluids. She needed them several times a week and at first, I was terrified of doing it. But, a sweet friend, Michelle, told me I couldn't mess it up! So, I learned, and I got pretty good at it. Later, I did them every 2-3 days.
Clara was a perfect little patient while I did it. My friends, Tim and Colleen said, "Clara sounds like such a sweet girl. I am always amazed at how caring for them can elevate us to things we never thought possible." It's so true.
Another friend, Kathi, sent her plush beds that she could be comfortable in. (I've been blessed in getting to know such wonderful people!)
Dr. Meador said she was starting to go into respiratory distress-- which I had thought. If we waited, respiratory failure would have begun. The struggle would have been bad, and I wasn't going to let that happen to her. She was my girl. I loved her.
When it is time, it is unselfish when we help them leave us. It is kind to let them leave, in our arms. I held her the entire time. When it was over, I put her collar on my purse. As Dr. Meador carried her away, we were talking a moment. She was holding Clara in her arms. At the last moment, Clara's face fell toward me, as if she was giving me one last look. I caught my breath. It was a gift.
Clara was with me for 7 months. She taught me strength and love and perseverance. We shared loved and trust with each other. She had become part of my heart and even if she had not developed a brain tumor, she was mine. Forever.