Lucy, my Regal Beagle
by Julie H.
Lucy and the Mistle Toad
Today, May 17, 2010, I had my sweet girl Lucy, my 13 yr old Beagle, put to sleep. Last night I prayed that I would know when to take away her pain, and this morning, as I lay on the floor with her, a sense of calm came over me, and I knew that it would be today. It was one of the hardest decisions I’ve ever made but I know in my heart that it was the right thing to do.
About 2 yrs ago I found out that Lucy had kidney disease. She went on Azodyl, a drug that worked very well for her for quite some time. In Dec. 2009 on the day we were having an unusual for Baltimore, December snowstorm, we had to rush Lucy to the pet ER. She was severely dehydrated, had pancreatitis, and her kidneys had worsened. They kept her for 2 days, and when I brought her home I didn’t think she would live through December. But she improved, and then on Dec. 29 I broke my elbow and ended up being home with her for 6 wks. I think that was a gift because we had a lot of time together and I nursed her back to health. I had to give her a crude form of dialysis 3 times a week, and after awhile it was only necessary once a week. She was doing pretty well, all things considered, and I counted myself very lucky for each day she was with me.
I got Lucy in 1999 from an animal shelter. She saw me through the death of my husband in 1999 and my marriage in 2003 to my wonderful husband Dennis. She was such a good girl, traveling in the car, loved to sleep on our bed, and was always looking for a morsel of food. Although I’ve had 2 or 3 dogs in my life, she was the first one I considered to be mine first. I called her my Regal Beagle because in her younger years she was a beautiful girl, very slim and with the softest ears. She loved to have her chest scratched, even to the end.
Her health deteriorated in recent days and she wasn’t interested in eating, and wouldn’t take her medicine. She couldn’t keep food down and became increasingly listless. I knew she was hurting. To keep her going for myself would have been unfair, so I talked to my vet and she assured me that my decision was best for Lucy. I stayed with her through the shot, and for awhile afterwards. I told her how much we loved her and how much we would miss her. That I would always remember her. Rest in peace Lulu.