10/10/10

10/10/10 is a day I personally will never forget. It was a HORRIBLE day for me as I lost one of my best friends, my dog Journey. Jon and I got Journey April of 2004, her birthday was December 16Th, 2003. She would have been 7 this December. Journey was a great dog, she was as sweet as they come and very bright. She is one of those dogs that you can only hope to pick out of the litter. She was also my little buddy, the last few years I took her a lot of places with me in the car. I have and am going to miss her SO much! I also have struggled with this more than I should because I feel like I killed her, I gave her a ham bone....





On the night of 10/8/10 I made a ham and gave each of my dogs a bone outside. I didn't think the little dogs could swallow it, I have heard many times, "Don't give dogs bones". I have never listened to this, although I was aware of it, I have always given my dogs bones. The next morning I woke up to tons of throw up and diarrhea all over( thank goodness for tile). I saw Journey and quickly realized she was the culprit, so I put her outback and cleaned up. Journey did not stop throwing up, she kept throwing up all day long. She wouldn't eat or drink a thing and I new she was getting pretty dehydrated so I gave her some watered down pedialyte. She drank it and it seemed to make her better for about 2 hours. She was shivering so I brought up the heat dish to let her lay in front of (one of Journeys favorite pastimes) then she started panting, which is unusual for her, my other dogs pant a lot, Journey not so much. So I turned the heat dish down and the throw up started coming again. Journey has gotten sick like this before so I wasn't too concerned at this point. I honestly thought she would stop throwing up. Well she didn't and she kept getting worse. So Saturday night when Jon got home from work we headed up to the pet ER.





I told the Vet about the ham bone and that I thought it was making her sick. He did not think Journey could chew up a ham bone and swallow it...well neither did I..we were both wrong. They did some x-rays and saw two pieces of bone stuck in Journeys body, one near her bum and the other in her chest. They got the bone in her bum to pass but we were told we had to remove the chest bone for a mere $1200 or see if it will pass on its own. I was confident Journey could pass it so they gave her some pain meds and an IV of fluids and we went home.





Journey slept in the same position all night. I had a bad feeling that she was already half way gone, she looked very peaceful. So I picked her up and went out front to sit with her in the sun(she loved doing that). Journeys body at this point was extremely sad for me to look at, her neck was stuck in a position and her legs were straight out as tight as can be and not moving. She couldn't sit up or even hold her head up. I tried to put water on her lips and she started having a seizure. After about ten minutes of sezuiring her poor little body gave up and she passed on. We buried her in the back yard two hours later with her bed, her favorite blanket, Jons blanket and her tuta ball. I immediately lost it, anyone that knows me knows how much Journey meant to me, how could I go on with out this sweet dog?





Well it has been hard. The first 2-3 days all I did was cry. Everywhere we went Jett said, "mom please don't cry in here." :) I miss Journey greeting me at the door when I couldn't take her with me, I miss her sitting on the very top of the couch and hanging out while I cooked dinner or did dishes. I miss watching her control the other two dogs, haha. I miss her cute little smile, she was one of those rare dogs that smile, usually only for Jon and my mom though. I miss talking to her when I was alone with dogs, I know she knew what I was saying. I miss her sleeping next to me at night. I miss her bark that sometimes just drove me up the wall! It feels like no one barks around here anymore. I just miss everything about her. I know she is around though, I don't feel like she is too far from me. I am looking forward to the day I get to see her again.