Today we made the difficult decision to put our sweet Aggie down. She was almost 14 and old age was catching up to her. The bitter cold we had last week was just too hard on her. After seeing the vet we determined it was most likely her heart giving out. My sweet girl brought so many memories with her. The story of how we came to adopt aggie is pretty funny.
Jb and I were living in Indianapolis at the time and he was working nights. I wanted a dog to help make me feel safe. So off I went to the humane society. I walked through the dog area and found a few bigger dogs that I was interested in doing a meet and greet with. I went up to the counter to tell the ladies working which dogs I wanted to see. One lady said “have you met aggie?” And put this fat, ugly looking dog on the counter. Out of guilt I took her to the meet and greet area. I’m not sure if it was because I felt guilted into it, if in my heart I knew she was going to be the best dog ever or if I just simply temporarily lost my mind but in any case, I decided to adopt her. After they cleared jb as well, we took her home.
The first night in bed I remember laying there asking jb if we made a mistake. What if I don’t love her like I love molly and spaz? What will we do cause I’m sure as hell not surrendering her again.
See… we are the third owners of Miss Agitha. The first owners had her for about 7 years but due to being older and put on a budget they couldn’t afford her lavish lifestyle anymore(the girl had to have special, expensive dog food!). So they had to surrender her. A family quickly adopted her only to just as quickly turn her back in because she didn’t get along with their other dogs, had accidents in the house and just wasn’t the right fit. So in came us. Third time is a charm. I knew that surrendering her was not gonna happen. But what I didn’t know was how much she would go through with us.
Aggie was a princess while she lived with us. She was spoiled, loved and treated like royalty. Maybe less once lily came along but she knew she had a big piece of our hearts.
I will miss her cuddles, her snorts, her hilarious antics like eating dryer sheets and q tips. Stealing Kleenex right out of the box and running away with them. And barking at squirrels then running and hiding behind me.
Aggie was loved. And I hope she knows that. I miss her so much already.
Jenn
One Mom's Journey 