Liberty was without a doubt the sweetest dog that ever lived. She would only ever bark if she thought one of us was in danger. She would lick you until your face was dripping with slobber. She would lay down and cuddle up right next to you if you were sad or even if you just seemed a little lonely. And she would smile with her little teeth all the time and slouch just like a human and she had the softest ears I’ve ever felt, like smooth silk. And she truly believed that she was a lap dog.
When we rescued her 9 years ago, she was so thin that her ribs were prominent. But we fed her (a little too much, really) and loved her (probably a little too much as well) and she became a ridiculously happy dog and an insanely loyal friend to me, my little sister, my mom and my dad.
She was diagnosed with cancer in March. The meds worked for a while but about a week ago, they stopped working. Poor Libs couldn’t walk or eat or drink and her breathing was heavy and she was obviously extremely uncomfortable. It was time for her to go off to a better place where she wouldn’t be in any more pain. And I know that she lived a wonderful life here with us and that’s all I could have asked for. I just hope that we brought her as much joy as she brought us.
I’m lucky that I’m able to say that this is the first time I’ve ever really lost anyone really close to me. And it’s a horrible, terrible experience to go through. It just shows you, though, that you can’t take anything for granted because you never know what life is going to throw at you. So please, spend way too much time with the people and the puppies that you love.
Be good up there in doggy heaven, sweet baby Libs.
P.S. #FUCKCANCER. Donate to The National Canine Cancer Foundation to further the research needed to find/develop a cure for canine cancer. You know your dog would want you to…