I have been avoiding this post topic like the plague, as it is still very raw and painful. The tears come in waves and words can not express the void our family feels.
After nearly 15 years in our family, we made the painful (yet appropriate) choice to put Duff down last week. Her time on Earth was becoming too difficult for her ailing body to handle and her enthusiasm and joy for life was waning. She spent a considerable amount of time asleep and if she wasn't asleep, her failing leg muscles made it difficult for her to stand up or maneuver around.
While all those physical symptoms made it very obvious that it was time for her to move on, the emotional side of it was not so easy. Ryan had been patiently waiting for me to come to grips with this decision for quite some time. And for that, I am ever grateful to him. He was patient with me when I couldn't bear the thought of making this decision and supportive beyond words when we finally did.
I struggled with the decision because how do you choose to let go of someone you love so much?! How do you say goodbye?!
The saying goodbye stunk. Plain and simple. Trying to explain what was about to happen to Quinn and Sullivan was difficult. Quinn asked lots of great questions and wanted to know what would happen to Duff. She wanted to be assured that Duff was going to heaven and that Grandpa Dar would find her there so she wasn't lonely!
We tried to make Duff's final days as glorious and happy as we could for her. She started getting table food - something she was forbidden to have for the past 15 years. Boy, oh boy, did she love that!
The night before her passing, the girls and I took her for a car ride. When she was younger, she used to LOVE to ride in the car with her head sticking out the window. Duff seemed to still like it, although her body prevented her from being able to sit in the seat really well.
We took lots of pictures in her final days so that we could capture our sweet memories of her. She was beyond a good dog - the best dog ever!
We are trying not remember Duff as the old dog with a failing body, but for all the happy memories we created with her.
She was our first baby - entering our family a week after Ryan and I got married. She had spunk and energy and LOVED to play. You couldn't say the word 'walk' or even spell W-A-L-K without her tail wagging and her bounding toward the door. She racked up more miles on those little legs of hers!
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2003 - Both Duff and Ryan look so young! |
And when Quinn entered our world, she was quick to take a liking to her. Within a minute of carrying Quinn through the door, Duff had already showered her with plenty of kisses smack dab on Quinn's tiny face. I think Duff knew she was taking a backseat to this tiny creature, but loved her all the same! The same was true when Sullivan Grace entered the world.
In her younger years, Duff also knew how to chase animals like no other. She could smell a rabbit a mile away and would freeze at the sight of one. If only that silly leash wasn't attached, I am certain she would have gotten her fair share of them! There was the time she stared a skunk right in the face - with only a glass door separating the two!
She traveled the country with us when we visited for the holidays - from Nashville to SD and back again. And again from Indiana to South Dakota. She was the best traveler and a great companion.
She was patient with us when we moved her from one city to another to another. She transitioned to each new house and each new location with grace and without issues. Did I already say she was the best dog?! Because if I have failed to make that point clear, I am happy to restate it. Duff was the best dog EVER!
We had lots of nicknames for Duff over the years - Duff, Duffer, Duffy, Duffer Dog, Ffud, Duffaroni, Flufferous, Dufferous, Doofay, Doofay Poolay, Big Pup (her given name when we adopted her). But no matter what we called her, one thing remained true - we loved her beyond words.
Her love and loyalty and enthusiasm for life will forever be cherished. She is running around heaven chasing rabbits, playing tug of war, going for long walks, and moving quicker than she has moved in years! Those thoughts bring a smile to my face - as that is how I choose to remember her!
RIP, Duffer! We love you more than you will ever, ever know!