Thank you all for your hearts, your prayers, your kind thoughts. I am overwhelmed with the kindness on this board. God Bless you all from the bottom of my heart.
I'm still a wreck. This is probably the most difficult decision I've had to make in my life so far. I know I am doing it for Hershey. Barry, your comment about being a day early is very comforting and has resonated with me.
I had Hershey out to do her business last night. A neighbor knows of Hershey's situation and the emotions I am feeling. She had her dog out too and the two nuzzled each other. It was fun to watch Hershey interact with the other dog because she's not always the most social with other dogs but seemed to feel comfortable with the neighbor's husky. While I talked to my neighbor, Hershey was pulling me all over the place to come back in to get her treat. My neighbor told me she felt like Hershey still had life in her. THIS is what is sooooo hard for me right now. When Hershey is up walking, she is alert, happy, and still strong in her chest. However, if you brush her back legs (which I don't do) or if she steps on something not so level, she can lose her balance and fall easily, not to mention the weakness that is apparent if she stands too long. It's agonizing to see Hershey look fine in many ways and struggle in others.
Hershey's vet is fantastic and I know he will guide me through the next steps. As in Barry's quote, I don't want to wait "a day late" and she falls and is in pain from an injury. Yet, I don't want to let her go too soon. This is so painful. I think I will feel better maybe only slightly after Sat.'s vet appointment, regardless of the outcome. The unknowns that plague me may be gone. I will still be incredibly sad but I will know I am doing what is best for my girl....doing what is best for her is my only goal.
My heart and prayers are with you all - thank you for sharing that you are going through the same thing, about to go through it, or have already completed this journey. While I have a good family and support system, Hershey has been my dog for almost 15 years. For much of that time, it was just her and me. She helped me through an awful divorce and at times it felt like she was the ONLY one in the world that was there for me. I owe it to her to let her move on gracefully. I told her last night that I loved her and that I would see her again someday...she kissed me several times. It breaks my heart.