Dazey

The day I have been dreading for the last few months has arrived. It’s time to say goodbye to the best dog ever, Dazey. I know we’re not supposed to have favorites, be they animals or children, but in my 66 years as a dog lover I just couldn’t help it.  This little bundle of love was rescued out of the hands of an evil scumbag ready to throw her into a dog fight as bait due to her being the runt of the litter. Disgusting on every level. She then wound up in the hands of a crack addict who was going to leave her in a crate on the streets of Baltimore. Needless to say, she was not in the best shape when we got her. She has gotten deep into my heart like no other, and I have loved all my dogs and all yours as well. I just think they are the purest form of unconditional love on the planet, and their name spelled backwards is no accident. 

While we do have Syd and Sawyer, also rescues and I know Dazey is suffering and the time has come, there is something else that deeply troubles me. In my lifetime Dogs have never been considered a luxury, but with the prices of Veterinary care skyrocketing they are rapidly becoming just that. I know prices on everything have gone through the roof but $600 to give a dog a compassionate injection and a dignified end of life is just another in a long line of Vet bills that have blown my mind in the last few years.  And that is no extras, like paw prints or special urn or any one of a few hundred items they are ready to upsell you. It’s disgusting.

What I am concerned about is that Senior Citizens and really most people are not going to be able to afford rescuing these animals, simply due to the cost. That’s a damn shame and as usual it all comes down to greed. 

So bid a fond farewell to my favorite girl as she heads to that Rainbow Bridge, she will forever remain in my heart.