My Life With Baby
We took her home and she lived with me for nineteen years. She saw me through my parent’s divorce which was a very lonely time for me. She saw me through elementary school, middle school, high school, college and veterinary school. She was with me through all my ups and downs. She comforted me, I cried with her and she made me laugh. I went with her to the vet many times. In the end, I was her vet.
When I received my acceptance letter for the veterinary program at Kansas State University and graduation from Penn State was drawing near my mom asked me what I wanted for a graduation present. I told her I wanted to have professional pictures of Baby. She hired a photographer and pictures were taken. She presented them to me on graduation day. I looked at them and my heart was filled with joy. Then I packed them back up in the box. My mother couldn’t understand. I told her, I will not take them out again until I own my own veterinary practice. I will dedicate my work to her and the pictures will hang on the wall of my office.
Sadly, in the fall of 1997, my first year as a veterinarian, I had to make the difficult decision to bring my dear friend freedom from pain and suffering. She had been diagnosed with liver cancer and there was nothing to be done. She was euthanized lying on my chest where she often slept during those many years.