I have some very sad news. On late Saturday afternoon Daizey simply disappeared.
I cannot find a trace of her, nor have the neighbors seen anything, nor the usual suspects such as the Pound, the SPCA etc. I figure she crawled off to die.
The unusual thing is she seemed to be recovering, and at the least stabilizing from her most recent downturn due to the seizures some few weeks earlier. I am scouring the lands but time is reducing the chances for her survival and increasing my unhappiness. The world continues as if nothing has changed.
I try and console myself with the belief that she purposefully wandered off to die with dignity and in the way nature intended. Krystyn insisted I promise not to criticize her for saying that "Daizey has gone to heaven".
Time to get drunk.........play some guitar.........reminisce when Daizey was in her prime and we would go roller blading at super-speeds. Her stumpy Chow Chow legs working so furiously to keep up.
She was also the best Television Pillow I have ever had...........a dignified and somewhat aloof Television Pillow. I’ve been told I share some of her characteristics of being difficult to convince, wanting to go my own way, not easily being tempted by food, and being loyal and protective to a fault, with a quiet humor.