I didn’t ever plan on being a dog person. Hell, I’m a Leo, you know, the sign of the lion. I am a cat person, always have been. I didn’t plan on falling in love with a man completely and totally allergic to cats. I didn’t plan on falling in love with a three pound, fuzzy, runt of a Cairn Terrier. In the kitchen, her first days at home. Those ears, they kill me every time.
I did however. I fell head over heels in love. I got her a weekend when A was out of town, something he still holds over my head. She is my baby, my first born, the kid who will never get bigger or talk back to me. When it was time to start figuring out WordPress, it wasn’t an accident that my first post here was about her.
I may get frustrated with her. I may threaten her with bodily harm for stealing M’s toys. I may say a lot, but the fact is I am not sure anyone has ever loved a dog more. I’m pretty sure she loves us back. Of course, the woman who taught her obedience class would disagree, but at times like these, I think I win.
On her shelf. She claimed it as a puppy and would push anything off of it we tried to store there. She was very sad when she outgrew it.
This power that she has, to turn cat lovers like me over to her side, is proven. She has won over my father, my friends, and more self professed cat people than I think I can mention in one post. When we brought her to pet spa while we honeymooned, she won over the front desk people so completely that they only charged us for a fraction of her extras. They cried when we picked her up and took her home.
You see, she’s sick. Really incredibly horribly sick. In grand Minnesota fashion, it of course could be worse. However, that doesn’t change the heart wrenching (and lets be honest, wallet emptying) reality of what we are going through. We’ve had to make choices about treatments, diagnostic tests, and further hospitalizations. We have had to decide if it makes sense to keep her in an ICU at the U of M. We’ve had to decide, should it come to it, if we wanted closed chest or open chest CPR. Ask me if I ever thought that I would be making that choice for someone who I didn’t share either wedding vows or DNA with.
For right now, we are waiting, patiently, to see if the treatment works. We’ve decided to keep her at the U for now, so that we know she will have 24/7 monitoring. It is the safest place for her. It is the right thing. It is somewhere she is still winning over everyone she meets. Melting the hearts of med students and ultrasound techs. We know she will be loved and coddled. It doesn’t however stop there from being a huge hole in our lives right now. A hole that should be filled by twelve pounds of up the nose licking, dirty sock stealing, paper shredding, snuggling, furry love.