April 11th, 2008
Sunny But Sad
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It was our first real spring day of the year. It was beautiful. But, it wasn’t a good day for Ebony. She tripped on the edge of her bed this morning and fell. When I came home I found her on the kitchen floor, a place she’d never choose to lay. She must have fallen over, either completely, or partially four or five times today.
It’s sad because, unlike Twyla, it’s just a matter of muscles getting weaker; her guts, and her brain, are all fine, but at thirteen years old (absolutely ancient for a Great Dane) it doesn’t make a lot of sense to put her into one of those suspended rolly-dog contraptions. She’s had a good run, but it seems so wrong to be thinking about putting a dog to sleep just because she can’t walk anymore.
