Good news: Mom is out of the hospital and doing remarkably well. I have talked to her everyday and feel so blessed that my "momma" is all better. Thank you for all of your well wishes.
Bad news: I sit here today feeling more pain than I have ever felt in my life. I have been very fortunate so far to never have experienced grief, yet that came to an end yesterday.
I was walking past the sliding glass door which leads into the backyard on my way to pull my hair up for the gym and saw Electra chasing a squirrel (famous pasttime for her) and absolutely giving it hell! I remember thinking to myself "girl, in 10 years you have never caught a squirrel--you think you are gonna get that one?". I continued on to the restroom and pulled my hair in two low ponytails (chest day, so I needed them split so I could lay on the bench properly). I then walked back in the room, put on my jacket and walked to the back door to call her in..."Electra, let's go!" only to see her laying in the grass on her side not moving. I run out as fast as I have ever run to get to her and knew immediately she was gone. From the time it took me to put my hair in two ponytails and slide on a jacket, my precious dog passed away. WHYYYYY???!!! I don't understand this! She had just been to the vet and not only checked out healthy, but remarkably healthy! Did she not want the surgery this Friday? Did she just get tired of living? WHY? The vet checked her out after she passed away and came up with two scenarios: 1)vascular accident, which essentially means she had a blood vessel burst during the excitement of chasing the squirrel 2) heart attack.
My Mom, H, and others have expressed that it was her time and that God had a plan for her in our lives. Well damnit! I want her BACK! We were a team, she was my pride and joy. I know that she taught me two very important things while she was here; immeasurably love and immeasurable loss. At 10 years old she still acted like a puppy and LOVED, LOVED, LOVED everyone she met. No one walked away unaffected or unimpressed by Electra. SHE WAS TRULY SPECIAL. I know she was a gift from God to me, but excuse me while I have a tantrum wanting her back! I sit here typing through the tears hoping I can find some peace in sharing this...the pain is as palpable and real as I have ever felt. What am I going to do without my 'Lectra? I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't function at this point...I miss her.
For those that do not understand the love between a pet and their owner-you probably won't understand what I am going through. Those that DO understand, well...you get it. This is the darkest time in my life and I pray that I get some peace soon...
Here are some pics I had on my computer of my beauty and when I look at the one of her in the grass and clover, that is what I envision her doing now--being truly happy eternally. She had a wonderful life-there will NEVER be another Electra.




Bad news: I sit here today feeling more pain than I have ever felt in my life. I have been very fortunate so far to never have experienced grief, yet that came to an end yesterday.
I was walking past the sliding glass door which leads into the backyard on my way to pull my hair up for the gym and saw Electra chasing a squirrel (famous pasttime for her) and absolutely giving it hell! I remember thinking to myself "girl, in 10 years you have never caught a squirrel--you think you are gonna get that one?". I continued on to the restroom and pulled my hair in two low ponytails (chest day, so I needed them split so I could lay on the bench properly). I then walked back in the room, put on my jacket and walked to the back door to call her in..."Electra, let's go!" only to see her laying in the grass on her side not moving. I run out as fast as I have ever run to get to her and knew immediately she was gone. From the time it took me to put my hair in two ponytails and slide on a jacket, my precious dog passed away. WHYYYYY???!!! I don't understand this! She had just been to the vet and not only checked out healthy, but remarkably healthy! Did she not want the surgery this Friday? Did she just get tired of living? WHY? The vet checked her out after she passed away and came up with two scenarios: 1)vascular accident, which essentially means she had a blood vessel burst during the excitement of chasing the squirrel 2) heart attack.
My Mom, H, and others have expressed that it was her time and that God had a plan for her in our lives. Well damnit! I want her BACK! We were a team, she was my pride and joy. I know that she taught me two very important things while she was here; immeasurably love and immeasurable loss. At 10 years old she still acted like a puppy and LOVED, LOVED, LOVED everyone she met. No one walked away unaffected or unimpressed by Electra. SHE WAS TRULY SPECIAL. I know she was a gift from God to me, but excuse me while I have a tantrum wanting her back! I sit here typing through the tears hoping I can find some peace in sharing this...the pain is as palpable and real as I have ever felt. What am I going to do without my 'Lectra? I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't function at this point...I miss her.
For those that do not understand the love between a pet and their owner-you probably won't understand what I am going through. Those that DO understand, well...you get it. This is the darkest time in my life and I pray that I get some peace soon...
Here are some pics I had on my computer of my beauty and when I look at the one of her in the grass and clover, that is what I envision her doing now--being truly happy eternally. She had a wonderful life-there will NEVER be another Electra.






