It’s been coming for a while now, but today we knew it was time to put Lucy to sleep. She has been on a fast slide over the last few months, and a neurological disorder that kept her legs from getting instructions made it nearly impossible for her to walk and made her incontinent. The last few days have been very hard for all of us.
Dr. Cesar came to our house to see her several times, and he took care of ending her life for us, too. He is very gentle and she went to sleep with us singing to her and petting her.
Lucy – aka Lulu or Lou was the first dog Paul and I got together. She came from a shelter – she’d been discovered in a house that was left vacant… she was extremely thin, but very sweet.
She became the matriarch of our Black Dog Farm, and Paul even designed the logo for the gate based on her likeness. She taught our Scottie, Angus the ropes – and later when Henry joined our pack she taught him, too. Angus died about 5 years ago of cancer, and she and Henry were best pals from then on. By the time Coco joined our pack this year she had backed off from most pack leader jobs, letting Henry teach Coco the rules of the house.
We are all in a bit of shock, we loved our Little Lulu (can you hear me crooning the Little Lulu song to her?) and hope she knows how much happiness she brought to our lives. Rest In Peace, Lucy.