Our Whitney

Last night we had to put our Whitney to sleep. Last week, she had a small seizure that left her weak and unable to get around very well. We took her to the vet a few times and put her on different medications. The vet found a heart murmur and also that she was anemic. Whitney had breast cancer, and we were afraid that the cancer was starting to spread. We had decided that we were going to take Whitney and have her put down today. Well, last night, she had a grand mal seizure. It was so horrible...so sad. She was foaming at the mouth...urinating...for over a full minute. A minute may not seem like a long time to some people...but when you are watching a dog writhe in pain...it's an eternity. When she came out of it she was whimpering and crying in pain and couldn't stand. It was almost like she was looking at us to help her...so we decided to go ahead and take her. It was extremely sad...but at the same time it was such a relief to see her out of pain.

Whitney was with us for about 4 years. We rescued her from a vet who had kept her in a kennel with her mate for over a year. She didn't have any of her front teeth because she had chewed on her cage for so long. She was skittish...hated thunderstorms and loud noises. But she had the sweetest disposition I've ever seen in a dog. And after being locked in a cage for over a year...she could have been the exact opposite and no one could have blamed her. When we would take her her bowl of food to eat, she would turn in circles before we would set it down. It became a game. She was the best snuggler in the whole world..........if you could stand her puppy breath. When we would come home from running errands, she would always greet us at the door, wagging her nub of a tail and make her Chubacca growl/bark at us. The sweetest dog. We will miss her so much.

Have fun chasing Tigger, sweet Whit. We love you.