I didn't even know how to title this one....My B.J. has passed just didn't seem good enough. Nothing seem good enough for her.
I got B.J. in Oct. of 1989 when her mother stoped nursing her. She was so tiny, I could hold her in the palm of my hand and still have room. The plan was for me to bottle feed her till she was old enough to move on to her new owner. But the man never came back for her...so she stayed with us.
B.J. was a hand full, could get out of anything, she could climb a fence in 2 sec. and catch up with me for a car ride. If we tried to chain her up when we left....she be out in no time and again running for the car to get a ride. If you left her in the house...she pop the screen out and off she went again. As long as my car was in site of her she do anything to catch me. The key was to get out before she saw....then she stay in the yard till I came home. Waiting for me.
B.J. was a nut.....she bark at the wind. And don't ever move anything out of it's spot...she bark at it till it went back where it belonged. I love her...she was like an old woman set in her ways. LOL
B.J. had heartworms, I had her on meds most of her life, till my ex-husband got her and took her off. By the time I got her back it was to late, the vet said she had them so bad that he didn't think the treatment would help her. He wanted to put her down......I couldn't do it then. Well that was 4 years ago and durring that time there was 3 other times the vet said she not going to make it. B.J. fooled him. She was still jumping the fence, still barking at the wind and still happy. She was a wonder dog.
I had to call the vet over to the house the other day....it was time. The heartworms had won.....we fought a good battle though.
I put off posting about her....hurts too bad. Till today for some reason it seem right to now say something. Who knows why.
This is B.J. the day before. Her last day was spent the way she liked it...laying on the floor staying as close to me as she could..
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