Thursday, 22 October 2015

See You In The Morning. X

Hello Loves,

Today I share majorly sucky news.

Ellie, the family dog had passed away with the injection. In all honesty I am absolutely gutted because that dog, was just a superstar. Believe it or not I don’t really remember how I got introduced to her but what I do remember however how she took my heart by surprise.

I never really had a dog that was long enough to stay in the family. We had two before Ellie, Tom the sheep dog who tragically got nicked when I was five and then Max when I was eleven but sadly we have to give Max away due to mum and dad splitting up. So it was only cats or fish from then on. Ellie however was (its horrid using past tense grammar) a mix of a bull mastiff with an Alsatian with a hint of a ridgeback (?) according to my step dad and my goodness that dog was beautiful.

She was kind, loving and patient (she had to be in our household)! The two breeds that created her only went up to 7 years though this dog was 14 (looked at her vet records) so she managed to beat the clocks and carry on going. She would walk my siblings down the drive and come back down when they are due to arrive home. Whenever you wanted to pass the door to get into our house you have to pay her a treat or she’ll be a taxman chasing you up and having to give her two treats. She would want cuddles, she would want kisses, and she just wanted love. Which she provided us with her heart and we provided back with all the love that you can imagine.  

Earlier this year Ellie had a mini stroke and never been the same since. Her legs collapse and well she went worse from there really. We had to give her medication that would help her, and we would wrap it up in ham. Sometimes she would go to bed with us too.

Then last week she would just stop eating, and it was heart aching to see. We called the vets on Monday when I got back from Stuart’s, so I could say goodbye. That was hard enough. We dreaded each hour until five that evening till they vets arrived and miraculously she started eating again! We thought we didn’t need the vets till I realised this is the right thing to do even if it seems so shitty and horrible thing to put her through. My two younger siblings weren’t in the room at this point, and the vets said that she is a good age and her liver isn’t working properly. So they didn’t push us to it but it was advisable that this was the kindest thing to do. We all agreed it was.

Ellie passed away with determination trying to keep awake but she was around the humans that she loves the most.


So sweet dreams Ellie, See you in the morning.