|Posted by douggoodman on October 22, 2009 at 1:37 AM|
Thanks for the thoughts and prayers everybody, but I lost Voodoo tonight around 9. The hookworms were just too much for her. She wasn't moving much most of the day, and by mid-afternoon I was convinced she needed to be euthanized. I told the dog to give some sort of sign why I shouldn't euthanize her, but she didn't, so I called the vet's office to start making the arrangements to take her in. While I was doing this, Voodoo walked across our house to sit by me. It was more movement than she had made all day, and a definite positive sign. I decided that she had at least bought herself another twelve hours. By five she was sitting in her cage with her head erect and looking around, but this was her last hurrah. By 6 she was back to her former ailing self, and I was petting her at 8:40 when I stopped to go watch Angelina Jolie in Wanted. I came back after 9 to check on her, and she had passed away.