10/21/2026
First step of accepting that a dog needs relief from its body is making the phone call to the veterinarian or my preferred company, Lap of Love.
I expected this year to be one of loss. I got through the first half without a single scar. But, Ethel left last week without showing illness and now my sweet senior of 8 years, Phoebe, has lost her ability to stand or walk. She’s been using a sling for some time but, her quality of life has diminished.
The absolute sad part is that she is with her bonded older pup who have only been apart for 1 day their entire lives.
Some may wonder why her pup wasn’t adopted. He was. I never witnessed such extreme depression when her last pup of her litter, Horace, was adopted. She laid staring at a wall. Her depression was so bad when Horace left for his home, that I promised her that if Horace was returned that I’d never separate them again. Never, in the history of ever, has a pup been returned.
I knew that if Horace was returned, I would honor my promise. As you’ve guessed, he was returned the next day. The adopter’s pit bull tried to attack him. I couldn’t believe it.
Here we are 8 years later, and they are as bonded as ever. Horace cannot be apart from her. If I bathe her, he will circle us to make sure she’s not in any danger. They’ve enjoyed so many seasons together, always preferring to play in piles of snow.
To know that she will be leaving soon is hard to emotionallly accept apart from the worry of how Horace will react. He will join, Fred, in losing their best friend.
Although sanctuary is heartbreaking, it’s still what I prefer. In the near future, it will be my only option due to my own age.
I’ll be sharing videos and pictures of Phoebe and Horace so that followers can enjoy their beautiful Mom and son bond.
Sadly, I have five other sanctuary seniors with their unique struggles: Max, Max, Kinset, Bella, and Diamond.
I don’t highlight them enough because I’m always trying to focus on showcasing the younger dogs who are more desired. Everyone says they love older dogs but only one person I know will actually adopt them. That’s ok. I feel very lucky to be their Mom for as long as possible.