Dog Day

Friday we drove up to Belton to walk Shane around the agility ring. Frank came along to see if Shane behaved any differently with him and he did. Shane did very well with Frank and got a little feisty with me. He still reacts to dogs barking at him. We stayed for about an hour and then drove down to the TAG field so Shane could run for a bit. Afterward, we went shopping for dog food and a new collar. Shane was pretty pooped.

Thinking of Woody
On the way home from Belton, we realized that we didn't need the baby lock on the car doors anymore. Shane lays quietly on the seat while Woody would put his paws on the door handle and gaze out the window. If the baby lock wasn't on, the window would go down when Woody stepped on the button. Now that Woody is gone we also don't have to hide our towels and pillows. Woody would rub on the towels and lick our pillows. We also get to sleep in as Shane doesn't stand on me to get up and feed him. Shane goes with the flow. Woody also insisted on his walks at very specific times and Shane could care less. Woody would only eat certain things, turning his bowl over when he was unhappy, while Shane eats anything and everything. Life is very different now. We do miss Woody terribly, but the change is nice.

When Jake died, we cried for months. What was different this time? We knew what was wrong with Woody. We didn't know how long he had, but we could tell he was going down fast. The vet and the vet tech were so nice that last day. I didn't know them, but it was probably best that we didn't. If people I knew were there, I may have really broken down. Jake's passing was so stressful and traumatic. Woody's passing was peaceful and we had a chance to say goodbye at home. That's the only thing I can think that was different. Woody left us the way that I wish Jake had. I still feel badly that he spent his last week in the hospital. I hope I redeemed myself with Woody's passing.