She was fine in the morning when I got home after a 24 hour shift. I went to run at Liberty park that day and when I was done Daniel called and told me that something wasn't right. She was stumbling around and really weak. He had already called the Vet. I was so proud of him. He waited for me to rush home and we picked her up and drove her to our vet. By the time we got there she was almost unconscious. We knew we were on borrowed time already but having to make that decision was heartbreaking. When I asked Daniel what we should do he said, "I just wish this wasn't happening". There was nothing else to do. I didn't want to take her home to suffer and I didn't want any tests done on her. There was nothing I was going to do anyway. So we had her put down. Awful and miserable. Lots of tears!
Zoe was born Lady Zoee Lacee on October 11, 1999. She was initially raised by a family with small kids. When they had twins, one of them was allergic. I found Zoe in the ads of KSL. We adopted her March of 2001. Her name was Lacy and we named her Zoe before we even saw her papers. She was a perfect fit for us! I needed her! With my kids going with their dad every other weekend and some summers, I needed something to keep me grounded and responsible.
She peed on this bed.
We bought her a coat that she hated.
Cuddling with Daniel. One of my favorite pictures.
Jake and Zoe
Sami and Zoe
I couldn't find a picture of Austin or me with her when she was younger. I'm sure they are in a box somewhere.
It's funny because she came from a family with toddlers but she hated toddlers and jumped on them to push them over. We kept her away from them except my nephew Charlie. He loved Zoe and would laugh when she would try to jump on him and then chase her.
These pictures are in the last few years.
Jake playing with her and Sami smooching her.
Zoe owned the couches and insisted on moving the pillows where SHE wanted them and then sleeping.
In 2008 we adopted Ted who joined her in play and shenanigans. Notice her on the chair? If you sat in her chair she would stare at you to try to get you out. She was a smart dog and we were sure she was the one telling Ted to get dishes out of the sink and bread off the counter.
She was also a scavenger. I called her the bottom feeder. Especially in the last few months she has been under my feet tripping me as she waits for me to drop ANY food. She was pretty much deaf and almost blind so she couldn't dance around my feet like she use too and by the end of the day I was sure someone was going to get hurt.
We were also pretty sure that she KNEW she was smarter and better then us. She was kind of a bitch, but the kind you could love endlessly!
When we discovered that she had lost control of her bladder on the couch just before she died we are positive she did that as her last "Eff you". Because that is the way she rolled. I guess you could say we were soul mates.
This picture was taken by my kids dad the day before she died. Getting loves and smooches to the end. Zoe was with the kids from the time they were little. We were devastated.
Good bye Zoe!