Scenes from Ida-home #4: Goodbye, Spike-man (Pet Death)

I came home this break to three elderly dogs -- Spike, our 14 year old dachshund, Ginger, our 13-15ish year old rescue mutt (they didn't know how old she was when she was taken to the shelter), and Lizzie, my brother's 19-20 year old rescue mutt. Lizzie lives with my mom because his ex was too inconvenienced by Lizzie's increased needs, because my ex-SIL is a bitch. ANYWAY.

I was really glad to spend time with the doggos, because at this age, you know any day can be it. And this morning, Spike's time came. It was quick and seemed to be painless. I guess it's the best you can hope for in these circumstances. I'm certainly glad that my mom didn't have to make any decisions about it, and I'm glad I was here because being alone in China and getting the news would have sucked. I haven't gotten to see my best friend at all this trip because she had pneumonia, but at least I got to text her and get an immediate reply because we're in the same time zone.

If you have pets, give them all an extra cuddle today.