Tears roll down my cheeks as a type this...this is hard.
Last night we found Juneaux dead. No explanation, no nothing...she's just gone. I'd had a busy day with company, and hate that I didn't take a few minutes to step outside with them. When my husband came home, he went outside and found her at the foot of my son's slide. The place she enjoyed the most, oh how she loved to run up that slide and come down with him. He was the joy in her life, and she was his.
We checked her for a clue, but nothing. She did have some blood coming out of her mouth, but I'm not sure that points to anything. She looked so peaceful, just laying there like if she taking her usual nap, in her usual spot. Max paced around nervously. I think he's sad.
I never thought I'd face this day this soon. She would've been a year on the 28th. I would always read tragic stories on here, about corgis passing from cancer or just accidents, and I would tell my husband, what would we do if we ever got bad news like that, and he would say don't think about it, she has plenty of healthy years to go. She was as lively as ever the day before. We're simply left guessing what could have happened to her...I'm just..lost.
This leaves Max all alone, so we might start crate training, and keeping him inside--I hope no one poisoned her. No other idea crosses my mind. My husband thinks something bit her...but what? Needless to say we're devastated, I'm devastated, embarrased that I've cried on and off since we found her, and just crushed that she's gone. Its tough. Its gloomy here at home, but a Happy day on Rainbow Bridge...they're lucky to have her.
We love you Juni
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