I spent a good portion of yesterday trying to decide what to do about Schmoopy’s current state. As I often do, I turned to Professor Google for advice, and he delivered. I found a great article on how to know when it’s time to say goodbye to your dog. I also found some forums where folks had answered similar queries, and I found some of those to be useful as well.
One person offered the advice her vet had given her: “When your dog no longer has three things in his life that he enjoys a lot, then it’s time to let him go.”
So I started counting.
1. Food. Some days she prefers to dine in bed or from my hand, but that’s okay. She devours it. She seems to not want her metal bowl, so I switched to paper plates. She also is not exactly doing backflips over dry food, so I mix in canned food. She can’t get that down the pipes fast enough. There is also plenty of begging at the table. Her love affair with food does not appear to be waning.
2. Walks. They may be brief, but she still loves to play “guess who piddled here” on the street. She also has a favorite lawn on which to rest at the halfway point. If we pass a sprinkler into which she can stick her head, even better.
3. Play. When she’s having her happy days, she does like to play with her duck or squeaky ball.
So for now, she still has three things.
We know we have a tough decision looming, but right now I’m going to enjoy the smiley face days.