Ginger, our diva girl crossed the bridge this afternoon.
Our sweet girl was put down this afternoon as she has been detering in the past week and was very frail and her quality of life wasn't good.
We inherited Ginger in 2003 from my grandmother when she passed away from pancreatic cancer. We knew her all of her life though. I remember when my grandmother got her, I literally almost sat on her and I remember that clearly.
She was a loyal, loving sweet dog. She was bonded with my mom more than anything though I think because she knew she was a part of my grandmother's life although dogs don't know if you're a friend/relative or whatever but they trust you because you are a part of a person's life if that doesn't sound cheesey. I mean if you're a good influence in someone's life and my mom was so devoted to my grandmother she happily took her in when we inherited her.
She was originally supposed to go to my aunt but she hated her dogs so she came to live with us permanently. She hated Buster seriously when he grew up and she got toy possessive. But she secretly loved growling at him for no reason at all. She was just that way with him.
Tiger my soul cat loved her and she loved him. He rubbed up against her all the time and she would walk away and he would chase her and rub his head under her chin. I think she secretly enjoyed it even though she gave me pleading eyes like make him stop mom! But I couldn't because Tiger felt comfortable. He loved Rocky too because he felt safe.
Last night was bittersweet for me. When my parents went to bed I layed with Ginger on the floor and gave her some love. Tiger came over and gave her some love too. I wouldn't trade that hour for the world. I was not able to make it to the vets when she was sent to the rainbow bridge because I had to work.
Back to last night, she crawled up to me like usual and I petted her "bat" ears I loved to because they felt like velvet. She came closer and closer and layed her head in my lap. I just hugged her and hugged her some more. That hour was hard for me but it was bittersweet. Tiger did one last nuzzle under her chin and I will never forget that moment he did that.
It was like the world stopped so he could say his goodbye to Ginger. It was so sweet. She was an awesome, quirky loveable dog. I have no doubt that she is up playing with Rocky & Jenny and my grandmother's dogs Molly and Princess as she was around when they went to the bridge.
It makes me happy that she is reunited with my grandmother. I have no doubt that they are just having the time of their new life at the bridge. It breaks my heart we had to let her go but the right decisions don't make you feel so guilty but your heart still breaks. She is no longer in pain and is young again and chasing butterflies and romping around like she did as a young dog.
If it doesn't sound too cheesey I hope we made my grandmother proud taking care of Ginger until they were reunited and they are. She has enriched our lives so much, it won't be the same without her diva self and stroking her "bat" ears and looking into those soft, gorgeous big brown eyes. I don't think I can type anymore through the tears. :cry:
But I will show a few pictures of her and post more when I feel up to it. We love you and will miss you dear sweet girl. Be good up at the bridge and give grandma some kisses for me.
Ginger Snap 1998 - 2010.
pics in the next post..
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She looks like a sweetheart. Those special moments are always important.
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