“Once upon a time, in the county of Whatcom, there were two little doggies. One little black one with mange all around her eyes and another that was treated really bad…”
So would start the bedtime story almost every night. Ebby (Ebony) was the black lab/pit mix who had been at the shelter for 3 months. Jackie (the brindle one) was very skittish – had to be on Prozac for year.
These two came into my life in November 2007 – just a day apart. Ebby immediately became Jackie’s link to a normal life. They would sleep together, play in the backyard chasing each other around, clean each other’s faces and ears – they were inseparable.
Ebby taught me so much!! She taught me that pit bull mixes make WONDERFUL family members, she taught me to be patient but firm with Jackie. She taught me to play more and worry less, she taught me that your soul can be reflected in the eyes of your dog. She also taught me that even though you may be the ‘top dog’, it’s OK to let the weaker one win once in a while. When she wanted to play, she would get a ball and literally put it in Jackie’s mouth.
She lived a good life for just over 8 years. She got to run in the field, dig for mice (one of her favorite things to do), go to our cabin and hunt for mice there as well as swim in the lake, and of course, never ever tire of fetching the ball. She would greet me every time I came home with a ball, a toy, a stick, a leaf or even a piece of paper in her mouth to play. She was a great cuddler at night, sometimessleeping flat on her back with her feet straight up in the air. She had a LOT of love and I hope I gave her a very happy life. I know she enriched mine no end.
I lost her way too soon! One night she was playing and running around just fine, and the morning was pretty listless and not interested in food. She was diagnosed with severe anemia – and auto-immune disease that attacked her red blood cells. Two days later, after vet visits, emergency vet visits and a specialty clinic 80 miles away (not to mention 3 blood transfusions) she was gone. The vet told me she was doubtful that Ebby would survive – she was running a fever, throwing up a lot, jaundiced, blood in her urine and finding it hard to breathe. I gave her the ultimate gift – and let her go.
I miss her every day. I have had, loved and lost, other dogs before – but it’s like she was the PERFECT one for me. She loved me SO much!!! I promised her when I let her go that I would look after Jackie – who has been sticking to me like glue. I think she’s doing better than I am, which may be a lesson to learn from her. She’s beginning to bond more with our 3rd dog, and is letting me out of her sight more and more.
I thank the vets for their compassionate care and for doing everything they could. I received some nice notes from them – they all referred to her as “remarkly sweet”.
Their bedtime story always ended with them being rescued by the “good lady and living happily ever after”. So, until we meet again, I love you to the moon and back sweet Ebby……………..