
yesterday morning - it is hard to see how skinny she was when she was lying down.

Copper & Jack in September of this year. She was still healthy then.


Copper & Jack in November of 2008.

Copper in 2005
A month ago Copper's health started to rapidly decline and about 3 weeks ago she stopped eating. We took her in for tests. They found nothing and said she could have cancer somewhere that they were unable to detect. She lost weight at a rapid pace (even with appetite stimulant pills) and was just so sad. In the end she weighed 42 lbs, when she should weigh 60 lbs. We decided to put her out of her misery. Yesterday, we took my baby girl to be put to sleep. We decided on the Animal Emergency Room in Sunset on Main Street. I am glad we went there. There was no one around as we left crying and they were very compassionate. We wanted to be there as she went to sleep since we were not there for Harley or Bear. We said a prayer together as a family, with Copper, asking that Bear be there to greet her as she crossed over. I believe families are eternal and I also believe that God knows how important animals are in our lives and we will be reunited with them when our time in this world is over. On the way home I felt a peace that help comfort me, though I could not stop crying until I got home and again felt a peace wash over me. I know she is ok now and not suffering. I cannot imagine starving to death can feel good. We are not going to get another dog until Jack and Luke are a little older in another year or so. We are going to donate most of her things to the shelter we adopted her from.