Sweet Dafnee and Our Loss

I am so sad. I see in my mind how she would come to the computer room if I was on the computer and stay with me. Greg said - what also is so sad is that we never got a picture of her. Her picture is in my mind and his mind. I keep thinking, did I make a mistake? Did I misinterpret the vet's conversation? Was a mistake made? Why did we have to move so fast? What was that pressure to move about? The vet said that the tick fever had gone to her brain and that he was giving her anti-seizure meds. She was totally zoned out of it when we came to see her. Not sure if the anti-seizure meds did that to her or if the disease did that to her.

She was so special and sweet. She had these cute little whirly-bird ears. She had one warm brown eye and her other eye was yellow/brown. She had a small face; a labrador face but a longer small muzzle. Her body was a muscular 69 pounds and she had the tail of a whippet. Her coat was getting black and shiney. Because I loved her already as did Greg, my loss slams into my heart and it feels unbearable that it can't be real, that there has been a mistake; and I want her back. I want to undo the decision and wait it out. Why didn't we wait it out.

Dafnee who we only had nine/ten weeks +/- . I wanna know why this happened to us. Why we couldn't have had her longer. When she first came to us, she would follow me around. Then she started falling in love with Greg's loving care and so she liked being with both of us. Such a sweet joy. I am so sad and heartsick as is Greg. I know that God will take care of our baby.