I have had a lot of pets throughout my life, but not many that I have raised from a puppy and there is something about the bond that you form when you have had a pet from the age of 8 weeks AND they live indoors with you.
Back in April, I had just had Ceilidh groomed and had gotten home from work and was holding her and admiring how pretty she looked, when she went into a seizure.
My mother-in-law and I took her to the emergency room at the nearest location and Ceilidh was immediately taken back and given anti-seizure medicines and we were put in a waiting room.
Over the course of what seemed hours, it was conjectured that she might have a brain tumor and a couple of tests were run but still nothing was decided for sure. They wanted to keep her over night.
I called my husband, who was out of town, to get his okay on the expense of it all and while doing that, Ceilidh went into another seizure, threw a clot into her heart and died. She was 12 years old.
It was all just so sudden. No warning.
I was heartbroken when the Vet told me how scared Ceilidh was during the seizures, and heartbroken when I had my last few minutes with her after she was gone.
I sometimes think about getting another Pomeranian puppy but at this stage in my life, I don't think I want to go through all the puppy stages and I just don't think any puppy can fill the void my sweet little Ceilidh left.
Do I still have dogs? Yes, I have three wonderful dogs; two rescues and one other I was fortunate to give a home to and I love them all very, very much.
I have lost some other dearly loved dogs that broke my heart, but as I said, I had Ceilidh all her life. We were all she knew.
I watched her tremble when something frightened her. I took her on road trips. I watched how uniquely she communicated what she wanted. We had a lot of good years together. She was like a baby to me. I will miss her always.
Ceilidh's baby picture