Just seven weeks after losing her sister Phyllis, Priscilla was having trouble breathing and we rushed her to the emergency vet. She was there overnight, and in the morning we made the hard decision to let her go. She hadn't improved, and all of the options were full of doubt and worry over whether we would be prolonging her suffering. She had really gone downhill in the preceding months, couldn't walk or sit up. Even though it was heartbreaking, I am glad we were able to be with her, and she left this world being cradled in my arms, her favorite place to be. But I was not ready to lose her so soon after losing Phyllis. It has been hard. Here is our last photo together.
She was at Williamson County Animal Control and a friend who was working there sent me a picture of her. I went to see her, thinking if she wasn't a good fit, we could at least foster her for a rescue. But she was perfect. Phyllis and Priscilla were meant to be. Here she is, riding home from the pound with me. They had named her Parsley, but we changed it to Priscilla.
Her face! She had the sweetest ears and always looked so worried.
Shopping for rose bushes.
On our anniversary date.
As a beautiful skeleton!
These two. My angels.
Beautiful lady hanging out on a blanket in our back yard.
At Rock City. My goblin.
Her favorite place to be. Cozy on the couch with us.
A vintage baby hat.
With tattooed Santa.
The sling. My favorite.
Christmas at their grandma's house.
Santa again. For some reason these Santa photos are really getting me. I love their matching pajamas. I don't know what I'm going to do with them, since they are custom. It seems too sad to get rid of them.
The raincoats! Notice Phyllis booking it back inside in the background.
Her big lake adventure last summer.
In the storm this past winter.
From this spring, when I wrote a post about enjoying every moment with Phyllis and Priscilla because who knew how long we would have together. I never imagined they would both be gone within 5 months.
At her last pug meet-up. Her ears were like that after she got nerve damage in her ear and had a permanent head tilt. It messed with her balance, but it was very cute.
So here they are. Back together in my office. It has been a very hard summer for me. Life goes on, but I miss these two every single day. I never knew grief could cause physical pain before.