Monday, January 24, 2011

R.I.P Zenzy

I don't know how to start this post or where to begin at all. I have lost one of my best friends, one of my favorite dogs, ever. I knew this day would come eventually. I've been thinking about it for a long time. Worked her for two years, lived with her on a daily basis and in the end it was better to let her go. Two days after she was put to sleep I can see the change in Indra and Yukon. They are relaxed and at peace. So is the puppy. She's not as obsessed with the cat anymore. I don't have to watch out 24/7 if she is going to lung at another dog. No more growling, no more hostility. As much as it hurt to let her go, as much as a difficult decision it was...and I am still second guessing, I am still feeling horrible and I can't think of her without having to cry... in the end it was the best for everybody involved. 

I couldn't just wait for the next disaster to happen. I couldn't just lock her away to keep the others safe and I couldn't just re-home her. She was my dog. It was my decision, my responsibility, and I have a responsibility towards the others as well and while it is a very unpopular decision for us it was the only way to handle the situation. Once I have lost control over her I knew it was time to let her go and I knew that something was seriously wrong, so I took her to the vet and I stood by her side, held her in my arms and helped her going to the bridge. 

I am still calling out her name when I call the others in only to realize she's not coming. I miss her. I miss her so much. She was my girl and it was one of the hardest decisions, if not even the hardest decisions I have ever had to make in my life. I took her life and I feel like I horribly failed her. 
 

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I am so so sorry!
I can't imagine doing that right now, I am thinking of you!

Ice Dragon said...

I'm sorry to hear this.

I liked her, when I was visiting you in Heidelberg.

What was the reason?

Big hug

ID

Sandra said...

ID,

she had sever aggression issues. Not towards people but towards other dogs. It started with the Pyometra and after the surgery she just wasn't the same dog.

If she could, she would have killed the neighbors dogs from over the street.

I had her turn around to the point where she started to accept other dogs again, but with all the recent changes we underwent she totally and completely snapped. So bad that I had no control over her anymore and after taking her to the vet I decided to put her to sleep.

Nobody knows how much heartache I put into her. We went from trainer to trainer, club to club, she was on a therapy for a year. She was the sweetest dog when she was around people, goofy, funny, loving. But she was unpredictable around other dogs, she couldn't cope with the stress of change.

Did I actually introduce you to Kailyn when we were in Heidelberg? She is one of the view people that experienced her aggression issues to the fullest.
I just couldn't go through the same thing again...