We lost our sweet Rose this morning. She was 10 years old. Rose and her brother Freud joined our family when they were four months old. They were the last two of a litter of Golden Retriever mixes from the Shelby County Humane Society. The plan was to bring home one puppy, but we couldn’t bring ourselves to separate them.
Rose had health problems throughout her life — low thyroid, hip damage that required surgery, and skin problems in the last couple of years that left parts of her virtually hairless. Despite all that, she was unfailingly sweet and loving. Freud, who is the picture of health physically, has always been a bit neurotic and easily spooked, and we’re very worried about how he will cope with her absence.
Rose started showing symptoms of a serious neurological problem Friday night. She had trouble walking and keeping her balance, and she appeared to be in a lot of pain. She was disoriented and agitated. Her blood work was good, and nothing showed up on x-rays, so the best guess was either a stroke or encephalitis. The vet did what she could, but Rose didn’t respond to treatment. We made the decision to let her go so she wouldn’t suffer anymore.
She was a sweet girl. We will miss her.