Skye R.I.P.

Danni's little dog Skye, who reached the ripe old age of 17, has moved on to a better place today, a peaceful place, without pain, discomfort, or sickness.

Until the tumor took over her little body 9 months ago,  everyone who saw her thought she was a puppy.  How many dog's look like a puppy at 16? A cuter little dog you'll never find.

The times when I was at home she would come everywhere with me, and people in all the local stores got to know her well, especially the staff in Michael's, who would always try to throw us out, saying dog's weren't allowed, but we broke the rules all the time, and because Skye was such a sweet little dog we often got away with it. Everyone who met her loved her.

The house is already empty without her.  There are going to be so many tears shed over the next few weeks, but I know we did the right thing.  How hard a decision it is deciding whether a part of your life has to end, no matter the reasons, no matter the logic, no matter the sense it makes, when you have to put an end to a life that you love, the pain is unbearable.

The radiation treatment that Danni spent all her savings on, in a desperate attempt to cure little Skye, did nothing, the tumor continued to grow and she grew thinner and weaker, all the food we gave her fed the tumor not her little stomach, nothing stayed in her body longer than a few minutes, within minutes of being fed it would either reappear as vomit or diarrhea.  And still the tumor continued to grow.

All our efforts, trying new foods, different medication nothing made any difference. Skye was a fighter, and she fought to the end, but it would have been cruel to have let her suffering continue.

Her passing was gentle and quiet, wrapped in Danni's arms, Danni who has loved her and cared for her for 17 years. Skye didn't put up a fight at the end, she knew she was loved, and in the arms of the one she loved the most, she trusted us to do what was right for her.  I pray that we did.

Little Skye Rest In Peace…

Skye Morgan 1995 - 2012