Mira, 7yr old Husky - Cushings ruled out; liver cancer (Mira has passed)

Probably the later Jeff lol. They probably don't understand us any better then we do them.

She doesn't want turkey today she wants peanut butter AGAIN! and to be out in the freezing cold. Her nose is twitching, sniffing. But her eyes are fixed on the open door waiting for mom to come in view again. The peanut butter forgotten. But at least she's not panting like she was a little bit ago. I think the meds give her hot flashes. Shell be laying quietly then start panting non stop. It doesn't look good. Geez I just put my iPhone down to go find my iPhone to take a picture. I'm in great shape eh? Hopefully I'll talk to her cancer dr soon. We have an apointment at 3 but I don't think we'll keep it. I don't want to chance the bouncy car ride.

http://www.k9cushings.com/forum/pict...pictureid=2087

We are not having a good night

Janis -

My thoughts and prayers are with you tonight.....from the East coast.

Hang in there honey. You are loving her every day and doing the best you can.

Gretchen and Rusty in NC

I think she is suffering

She was coughing and coughing Coughed up some white stuff. Looks like she's resting now. I'm a mess. Hyperventalting.

Sweet baby 7 year old Mira is gone. Me and 10 year old Kira go take walk.

Oh Janis. I am so sorry. I so wish I could truly hug you. Mira will never suffer again. But your suffering is not over. How I wish I could change that for you. Thank you for sharing your precious baby girl with us. We will never forget her, Janis. She will always be remembered and honored here. She will always be part of our family.

My heart is with you on this sad morning. Sending you many hugs across the miles.
Marianne

Tissue Alert....

Tribute To A Best Friend

Sunlight streams through window pane onto a spot on the floor...then I remember,it's where you used to lie,but now you are no more.

Our feet walk down a hall of carpet and muted echoes sound....then I remember, it's where your paws would joyously abound

A voice is heard along the road,and up beyond the hill then I remember it can't be yours....your golden voice is still.

But I'll take that vacant spot of floor and empty muted hall and lay them with the absent voice and unused dish along the wall

I'll wrap these treasured memorials in a blanket of my love and keep them for my best friend until we meet above.

Author Unknown

Oh Janis,

Mira is free this morning - free from her pain, free from her damaged body. But her spirit will always walk with you, every step of your life, shining her love on your heart as you did hers.

Hold the memories of the good times with sweet Mira close in your heart always. Let them warm your soul and sooth your broken heart.

One day, Janis, one day, when our jobs here on this plane are finished, we will hold our babies in our arms once again and smother their faces with kisses, never to be parted. Until then, know that your sweet Mira is watching over you, with you always even tho you can no longer touch her as you once did.

If I could take away your pain today, I would. Since that isn't possible, I hope it helps to lessen your burden to know that my tears are falling with yours, my heart aches with yours, and that many others here are sharing in your anguish.

Our deepest sympathies,
Leslie, Squirt, Trinket and our Angels, Ruby and Crystal

I AM NOT THERE
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.

Various sources attribute this poem to the one of the following authors:
(A) Mary Frye
(B) Joyce Fossen
(C) An unknown member of the Hobi Native American Tribe

I let her go too soon. I hate myself