|Lucy's first day with us|
Lucy's had a long life, I wish I could say it's been a good long life, but we got her as a rescue 5 1/2 years ago - so I can only say with certainty that the last 5 1/2 years have been good. Her first 11 years were spent as a puppy mill at some back yard breeder's business. Did you do the math? Yes, Lucy is 16 1/2 years old - that's a lot of years for a little dog - even more impressive considering she was a puppy factory.
When we rescued Lucy she was scared and pathetic. She had like three teeth - one of stuck way out of her head. Our vet pulled it when I took her for her initial checkup within the first week we had her. Slowly she became more and more confident in our home and has really blossomed over the last year and a half.
Lately she's been slower, skinnier, unstable on her feet, and just a day or so ago lost her appetite. I knew when food didn't excite her any longer that it was her time. I'm not ready - but I never will be.
Besides feeling sorry for myself over my old lady poodle I've been doing a little bit of sewing. I had put a couple of smaller quilts on my frame right before Isaak hit last week and then wasn't able to work on them when we lost power. So, with power restored this weekend I got the quilt tops quilted. I'm now working on binding them.
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