Today was supposed to be one of anticipation and fun, but instead, we had a sad ending. Old Clairesse, my strange-o standard poodle, developed gastric dilatation/torsion syndrome and was bad enough that I had to euthanize her. I pretty much knew the jig was up when I saw her inflated belly after I woke up from my little afternoon nap. I had not noticed that before I laid down. Not many things can cause that so quickly. Anyway, a quick trip to the clinic and a few x-rays and a gastric lavage later, we just couldn't get the twist out enough to relieve it. The surgery to correct it is not only pretty intense, but there are often cardiac arrhythmias and such that follow and often the dogs have trouble for the rest of their lives. Clairesse was old and weird and scared of most things, so I thought it was kindest for her ( and the rest of us) to just end it for her so she wouldn't hurt.
Even though she was freaky, she was still quite lovable in her own way once you got to know her.
We will certainly miss her.