R.I.P. Macie

Well it's really too bad that my first post has to be such a sad one. But I've already cried on both my mom's shoulder and then my wonderfully patient boyfriend, so i suppose this is the next best place to turn to. Today my mom stopped by at work and informed me that our adorable little sheltie had passed away. A totally random tragedy since just yesterday i saw her and she was doing just fine...her normal, shy, innocent self. I gave her a little pat on the head not knowing it would be the last time i would ever get to do so. Mom said that she was acting really funny this morning and took her to the vet to get x-rays. The vet called with the bad news saying they couldn't even stabilize her enough to do that and tried CPR twice to revive her. No such luck. Apparently her uterus had ruptured, and after that there's not a whole lot to do.

It's weird though, thinking about the next time I visit my parents and how I'm not going to hear her frantic barking until she realizes it's me...how I'll never see her tucked away in her safe-place (mom's closet) ever again...and how my mom won't have Macie to follow her every step in the garden. I know she's just a dog. But really...it is so unexpected and so shocking that it hit our family like a ton of bricks. So...R.I.P. Macie...