luv2napp Posted August 26, 2007 Report Share Posted August 26, 2007 I got Katie from Border Collie Rescue of TX in Jan. 1999. We had recently moved to TX from VA and I was pretty depressed, being so far from home and everyone I knew. I've always had a dog in my life, my favorite being my BC I had when my husband and I first got married. I wasn't used to not having one to care for, so I started searching the rescues. It took four months, but when I saw Katie, I knew she was the one. The wonderful people from rescue drove all the way from Houston to Laredo, a 5 1/2 hour drive, to deliver her to me. She was a little shy at first, but after a couple of days, she bonded deeply with me. She was my shadow from that day on, until her last day. After about a month, she got sick. The vets couldn't figure out what the problem was, but she was losing weight and coughing. Her former foster mom decided to drive down and take Katie back up to Houston to have a vet there look at her. She was gone for over a month and boy did I miss her. It ended up being hook warms, which was making her seriously ill. The rescue paid the bill for this (bless them) and asked if I wanted her back. OF COURSE I wanted her back. So our life together began in earnest. She had a few problems that needed to be dealt with. She had severe separation anxiety, severe thunder phobia and was terrified of men. It took two years for her to even approach my husband. I got my second rescued BC, Lacee, March, 2001. After that, Katie started relaxing more. She decided men weren't so bad and being left alone was OK. The only thing she wouldn't get over was the thunder phobia. We just learned to leave her be during those times, she would go into the back of my closet until the storm passed. Katie loved to play ball. She would always have a ball by her side or in her mouth. She would fall asleep with it in her mouth. That was too cute! Her and Lacee were great sisters, always together. Then came the time we moved back to VA. So off we drove, a 3 1/2 day trip, with my son, Katie, Lacee and a hamster in the back of a quad cab pickup. It was a great trip, both dogs were wonderful. I think they had fun at the hotels. We settled in pretty good, but had the adjustment of not having a yard anymore. Katie was content to lay around...she was always what I call a lazy border collie. As long as I was within her sight, she was happy. As soon as I moved to another room, up she jumps to follow. I was home all day, every day, so we were always together. Well, last Thanksgiving, my MIL decided we needed to go to London to visit my husband's brother, who lives there. I really didn't want to go, I hated leaving the animals. But they insisted. So I searched and searched for somewhere to put the girls and found the perfect person. She boards dogs out of her home, they are there 24 hrs., and the dogs get to stay in their house. AND, she has three BC's of her own. What better place for the girls. We were only gone a week, but it was a long week. I was ready to get home and have my girls back. I know Lacee had a blast, but I was told that Katie just laid under the table and really didn't want to play. She looked very thin to me when she came home and seemed depressed. She started throwing up, but I factored it to be upset at being left. A couple of days after her coming home, I was brushing her and felt huge knots under all of her legs and neck. They were the size of a peach. It scared me, so I called the vet and they took her right in. We found out that she had lost 4 lbs since she had been to the vet two weeks prior. (We had to get their kennel cough shot before boarding them). They took fluid out of all the nodes and all of them came back high for cancer. She was put on steroids, which seemed to help for a while, but then she went back down hill. As we were thinking of the next step, Katie had trouble breathing and the vet did a sono, seeing that the cancer had spread to the nodes of her lungs and liver and her heart was enlarged. I was told there wasn't any more we can do. She was going fast. As I watched her struggling to breath, I knew what I had to do. Dec. 28th, exactly one month after being diagnosed, I put Katie to sleep. I held her head the whole time and balled like a baby. I kept telling her how sorry I was, how I loved her so very much. I was the last face she saw. A piece of my heart went with her. I've never had a dog that was so close to me, Katie was my girl. She was special. I hope she's in doggie heaven, holding a ball in her mouth. She was my Katie Bug. (Whether logical or not, to this day, I blame myself. If I hadn't left her, she wouldn't have gotten stressed and maybe this wouldn't have happened. She was only 9. She should have lived another few years.) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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