RIP Bootsie
Jan. 29th, 2007 10:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
velessa
I just wanted to write a little something about the passing of our oldest family dog ever, Bootsie. She was a Chihuahua/Dachshund mix we got from my uncle when I was 4. My uncle's dog, who was also named Bootsy, had puppies and we got one of them. My mom named her Bootsie for the little white "boots" on her feet. One of my earliest memories is of her sleeping on my bed in our old house just after she was spayed. She was a great dog, never a noisy little yapper like most small dogs are; she was certainly energetic and playful in her youth but never annoying. She's been a fixture of our family for pretty much as long as I can remember, nearly as long as my brother and I have been alive. So it's a little odd to know she's not there at my parents' house anymore like she always has been.
She was humanely euthanized on Saturday morning. At nearly 22 years old, she had been seriously going downhill these past few weeks, noticably faster than ever. By the end she was totally blind and deaf, just skin and bones and all hunched over, and could hardly stand up or walk; all she could do was kind of stumble around in small circles until her legs gave out. She spent most of her time in her old age sleeping. My parents finally decided they couldn't let her continue to deteriorate and be miserable any longer, and I agree with them. The last time I saw her was about a week ago, and she looked absolutely awful. I'm not really sorry to see her go; she had a good, long life, and she was definitely past due to move on. I think she's better off now.
So rest in peace, Bootsie. You were a great part of our family and will be missed.
