Most of you know that Chloe Sue and I have had a love/hate
relationship from the very beginning.
Justin and I had been
dating almost a year when he decided to adopt a pet from the animal
shelter. I remember being at one of
Kamden’s baseball games when he was five years old and talking to Justin on the
phone as he drove his new lab home in his truck. After only knowing her a few hours, he told
me “I really think I made a mistake. I
thought I adopted a lab…but instead, she’s a piranha.” And so began her puppy life chewing and
gnawing her way into trouble.
The first week Justin owned her; we took her to the park and
discovered her love of the water. She
immediately ran through pond after pond, and her long tail streamed a trail of
water as she whipped it from side to side.
This eventful day ended in her kennel cough turning into pneumonia. She was shaking and sick…and had her first
visit to the 24 hour vet clinic which left Justin footing a gigantic bill. “It was way too much money to spend on a dog.” He claimed. (My husband grew up in the
country…)
In her second week of adoption, Justin had to travel out of
town, and being the loving girlfriend that I was…I took her in for a few
days. In those few days, she tore apart
Kamden’s trampoline, ate a memory foam mattress, chewed the strap off a very
expensive purse, dug holes in my flower bed, chewed a pair of Maui Jim
sunglasses, and ate a total of 3 pairs of heels. I happily returned her to him the second his
plane landed.
Soon after that, Justin and I got married, and I read
“Marley and Me” on our honeymoon in hopes of finding a peace with that darn
dog. In her first year of life, she
scratched Justin’s cornea, leaving him to miss work (and me cancelling a
business trip) to get to an ophthalmologist appointment and discover a very
painful corneal abrasion that left Justin out of pocket for three days. At Kamden’s end of school year party in our
new house, she jumped in the pool off the diving board ON TOP of one of Kamden’s friends. She left a gigantic scratch down the side of
his face, and left me speechless.
There isn’t a holiday spent at our house where Chloe hasn’t
eaten something off the table. She’s
stolen countless briskets and food off the grill and smoker. She’s caused a
plethora of arguments between Justin and I, and Justin and Kamden…
But one thing is for sure…she’s been a loyal and very loving
dog.
When Justin’s out of town on business, she sleeps in the
front room on the couch guarding our home.
She plops down on the couch and tolerates Kendall’s pats
which sometimes get pretty rough.
She follows me from room to room just to make sure
everything is OK.
When the boys were outside playing in the pool or yard,
Chloe has provided hours of protection and entertainment.
Once she saved Kamden from drowning in a creek. I’m pretty sure I blogged about that.
In the early days of Kendall’s diagnosis, it was Chloe who
sat at my feet in the bathroom while I cried on the floor. She’d lick my hands and stay by my side.
She rode in the back of Justin’s truck and accompanied us on
many ice cream runs, or trips with Justin hunting and to the farm. She was her happiest with the wind blowing in
her face. Rides in the truck took a
close second to swimming. And her eyes
always told all kinds of stories.
No, there hasn’t been a day go by where I didn’t get on to
her for something or kick her out of the way. But despite all of these annoyances,
expensive mistakes, and near catastrophic accidents, she’s been a good
dog. Her mere presence was a constant in
our lives.
Chloe has been losing weight consistently for about four
months now. We ran a bunch of tests,
spent a bunch of money on medication, and have been force feeding her pureed
dog food through a syringe since Thursday.
She’s been spending more and more time on her own outside, and it’s
become very difficult for her to move.
It may be cancer, it may be a blockage, it may be a fungus, we may never
know. But she won’t eat, she can’t
sleep, and the time has come to put her down.
So today with very, very heavy hearts, we will say goodbye
to our little piranha. Our house and
walks will never be the same…
Chloe Sue, you will surely be missed. You will always remain
in our hearts. XOXOXO