July's Blog

Today is Saturday, July 22, 2017. On July 3, I had to put my dog, Dusty, to sleep. She has been failing for the past couple months. She was 17 years old, blind in one eye, cataract in the other, was almost completely deaf, and had arthritis in her back. The vertebrates in her back kept going out of place, and her back legs would give out. It was a very sad day for me, I miss her so much. I would tell people, she is 17 years old and still training me. My apartment feels so empty and extra quiet now that she is gone.

She had a great life. Before my husband passed away in 2014, we took Dusty everywhere we went. She loved camping and walks at the campground. She liked feeling the wind when we went for rides in the car. She was a finicky eater, did not like haircuts, bathing, or brushing her hair. She was her own person. She was the runt of the litter, her siblings were all males, so she would raise her leg when she pee'd.

I miss her a lot.