u/CalamityCrochet

Well today was the day we said goodbye, today was also the first day Lucy struggled to get out of bed and when I saw that I knew that although this was the worst thing for me, it wasn’t for her.
On our first toilet walk this morning she stayed by my side, tail low. She was uncomfortable and I think for the first time since this all started, she actually felt really poorly.
Later on my best friend, one of Lucy’s favourite people came over and we took a stroll in our nearby fields and that lifted Lucy’s spirits.
I roasted some chicken and mixed in her sedation medications with some gravy. Soon after she seemed much more relaxed and comfortable. My husband and I took her to the vets, we cried in the car while Lucy seemed the most content she had in years.
She was given more sedation at the vets and she fell asleep in my arms for 10 minutes before the lovely vet came back and it was time to let Lucy have her final rest.
It was the most peaceful passing and I couldn’t have asked for better care for her. She passed with dignity and in comfort.
It has brought me comfort and although we haven’t stopped weeping I do feel as though today was the right day, yesterday she was jumping on my bed like a trampoline and I was having second thoughts.
Then when I saw her today I knew tomorrow would be that day too late.
We are all grieving as a family with our teens and showing them that it’s okay to be sad when sad things happen.
But Lucy’s wee dachshund sister Penny spent 45 minutes waiting at the top of the stairs, we saw some of her pals on our evening walk but she didn’t want to play, now she’s taken herself to bed early.
I can’t explain to her like I can my children, I’ve arranged a walk with Lucy’s groomer and her wee dog for tomorrow afternoon in the woods.
Has anyone got any advice to help a little heartbroken pup? Lucy raised her with me and did such a good job.