hheldorfer Posted November 6, 2017 Share Posted November 6, 2017 Buffy went to Rainbow Bridge late this morning. It was clear that her time had come so DH and I brought her to the vet for her final visit, DH driving and Buffy held close in my arms. The tears won't stop coming. I see one of her toys, her dog bed, the spot where she liked to sit on the patio with the sun shining down on her . . . and I break down. We adopted Buffy from a local animal shelter in 2008. She was in a large cage on the floor, chewing on one of the bars and looking about as mischievous as a Cairn can get. My heart melted right then and there. The minute we brought her home she ran into the living room, launched herself onto the couch and plopped down in the middle of it as if to say "Here I am! Now let's get some rules straight . . . ". For the next year we were alternately exasperated and laughing hysterically. We had never heard *that* bark and sometimes wondered what we had gotten ourselves into. Around age 3 Buffy started to settle down and accepted the fact that DH and I were in charge. She eventually accepted the addition of Ziggy to the household, probably because she knew she could boss him around. She became attentive, loyal and obedient (well, mostly). As she aged she bonded even more strongly with DH, who was home with her during the day . . . but still wanted mom during thunderstorms and for any type of unpleasantness such as thorn removal or anything involving her privates. I always knew when she wasn't feeling well because that's when she'd come to me with pleading eyes and a little whimper. She survived a total of three dog attacks from Pit Bulls and a Rottweiler. It was due to her first attack (and a few others, perpetrated by the same dogs) that Joliet took a closer look at its dangerous dog ordinances and made some much-needed changes. Despite the good that resulted from these attacks, it took some of Buffy's spirit away. Whenever we encountered a loose dog while walking, Buffy became fearful. Ziggy, bless his heart, stepped up and began protecting his sister by placing himself between us and the loose dog. There was an unspoken understanding between Buffy and Ziggy that we never fully understood. I suppose it wasn't important for *us* to understand it. Kids always have their secrets. Buffy was a popular girl in the neighborhood. People always laughed when Buffy immediately flipped on her back for belly rubs. Needless to say, she got lots of belly rubs. I know the coming weeks will bring plenty of "Where's Buffy?" questions when I'm walking Ziggy. It's going to be tough, both for me and for them. It was a shock when we learned Buffy had cancer but we honestly thought she might make it past the 11-month maximum that the vet had predicted. If any dog could do it (we told ourselves), it was Buffy. We did everything we could for her in the last few months and made sure she had plenty of fun and adventures. In the end I think she was grateful, both for the life we gave her and for knowing when it was over. Rest in peace, Buffers. 4 4 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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