Yesterday we had to put our dog Cody to sleep. After a week of not really eating and possible liver failure, it was time- we didn't want him to suffer. He had just celebrated his 15th birthday on Saturday...we were going for the record of owning the oldest Bichon (19 1/2 years old).
I know soon, I will stop crying and just have the happy memories of Cody... I will always remember:
- The first night we got him in 1996 and were driving home, he must have farted in his crate from being nervous. We thought he had pooped, and the whole time were laughing at how we'd have to clean him up at home.
- On his second night, I had a Girl Scout troop meeting, and we spent the entire time all excited over his little, white, fluff-ball self.
- When he was young, we'd give him a bath and he'd blitz, running fast from room to room, on our 2nd floor. My bro and I would laugh and laugh.
- After we got our backyard fenced in, in the winter, he'd run all over and come in with balls of snow stuck in his leg fur. Too cute.
- My bro and I dressing him up in everything you can imagine- funny hats, sweaters, booties...taking rolls and rolls of film with him and all of our stuffed animals and Beanie Babies.
- When we got Molly- our other dog- 10 years ago, Cody was so upset and betrayed, he didn't eat for weeks in protest. Finally, one day, the 2 dogs had it out somehow and were best friends ever since.
- There was a mix up at the groomers, and he got sent to the wrong home! Luckily, we got him back :)
- In the past few years, when he was getting up in the years, whenever he did his "exercises", rolling on his back and running upside down almost, we knew he was doing ok.
- How he loved being pet...if you stopped, he whined like a baby.
- The smell of his (foul, really foul- sorry, Cody) breath, feel of his wet nose, soft fur when he was a puppy..more wirey as he got older.
- The final look he gave me yesterday before we took him to the vet- when I hugged and kissed him goodbye, he had this goofy smile on his face (we had given him a tranquilizer to calm him and make him more comfortable). The sweetest face I will remember forever.
Cody went through 2 knee replacement surgeries, bladder surgery, and was diagnosed with diabetes 6 months ago. What a trooper. And there were many-a-times that the fence gate was left open and he ran away...he always came back though.
The funny thing is- Cody had a family before us, and they gave him back because he was a runt. What a amazing dog they missed out on... love you forever Cody.
Pics- some random ones from my BlackBerry