RUSTY (aka rustbucket)
IN LOVING MEMORY
1994 - 2009
Today was a day that in every pet owners life you know will come. But you never want it to be today... or ever for that matter.
Last night I spent the night at the vet with my four footed friend "Rusty". He has been with me for over 15 years.. we've been through a lot together. I rescued him from a breeder who wanted to drown him because he wasn't of show quality. His tail was not the right color, and his stance was not perfect. There was NO WAY I was going to let that happen. The aid that brought him to me, said we were his 4th home in 3 months. He was too hyper for any of the other families. I told her that I've had Cairn Terriers before, and this is part of their personality. The sad thing was that at 9 months of age, he had never done stairs. He was in a kennel all his life. Which is why he was hyper when he was out, and in the yard.
As a puppy he was full of life and firey red.. hence the name Rusty. We traveled everywhere together, he has been to North Carolina, South Carolina, all the way to Maine, New Hampshire, Massachusetts... and every state in between.
As you can imagine he had a full life, even with loosing his eyesight at the age of 8. In the last year he lost his earring and was getting arthritis... which I can even relate to.
Last night he had a stroke, and the vet didn't know if he would come out of it or not. After 15 hours, no change, labored breathing... and he didn't even know I was there. I came to the realization, that it was his time. I wanted him to live, but it would be for me, and my selfishness... which I couldn't do.
It was one of the hardest things I had to do... I know he is in a better place now and not suffering... I am the one suffering.
I'm taking the rest of the day off to mourn....