As much as we have fought, we seem to be coming up short. It seems as though the ...

... last hope we had in the medication Selegiline...is just not doing enough for my girl Bindi. She’s now declining food and is becoming more agitated that she can’t just get up and be on the go. I had hoped beyond anything that it would have done the trick in easing her anxious mind ,but it does not seem to be the case. It’s now been 3 weeks on this medication and it’s looking like the comfort level she’s at is about as good as it’s going to get. While I’m grateful to have had her reach the ripe old age of 16 in which she spent almost all of that time by my side, I’m devastated at the thought of going forward without her. I believe I will be making that call...the hardest call I’ll ever have to make...in the coming days. I have poured my heart and soul into her care the past few months...none of which I regret at all. But I struggle to think how my days will be going forward. I almost feel without purpose. My pack had been fractured and broken up these past few years. Having these wonderful beings by my side in this section of my life has been by far the most important and influential part of my adulthood. They thought me love deeper than I had ever felt. Compassion, responsibility, humility...and even the bad stuff like grief and sorrow. I will take these next couple of days with her and hope for a miracle while loving her every second of the day. I wonder if I will ever run out of tears to shed for my sweet girl. She chose me almost 16 years back and I’m forever grateful that those dual colored eyes and troublesome yap chased me down and won over my heart. 💔