February 12th, at around 5:30PM I had to say good-bye to the most wonderful dog I have ever know. My Tyler lived her life for love, food, and sleep. She was always affectionate and caring and made my life wonderful. She loved me unconditionally and was always there for me when I needed her. I could always count on my first baby girl.
I got Tyler when she was just 4 weeks old in the summer of 1997. She was so little that she slept in the lid of a boot box for her first month of life. As a pup, she was great at climbing up stairs, but scared of climbing down them. She loved to run and jump and play and, of course, eat. She grew fast and one day my little puppy that slept in a boot box was 40 pounds, then 50, then 60 then by her 1st birthday she weighed a full 70 pounds! What a big girl you are, Tyler!
I used to sing to her in the morning and at night. She loved it and would give me kisses while wagging her tail. She knew how to sit, stay, lay down and jump up on command and also to speak. She loved treats! She loved other animals and children. She was very protective of anything younger or smaller than her. In fact, her maternal instinct really kicked in while I was pregnant last year. She was very attentive toward me even when her health was slowly declining.
Sadly, on Monday I took her to the vet because her back legs stopped working for her. The vet thought with some medication she would get better and decided to keep her for observation. However, when I came to see my Tyler on Thursday to bring her a busy bone, the vet only had bad news for me. Tyler had declined and wouldn't get any better, only worse. Therefore, to put Tyler out of her misery was the best thing for me to do for her. I said good-bye to my baby one last time. I held her in my arms and sang to her as the vet gave her the medicine that would put her in her final sleep.
Tyler, I will miss you forever. I can't wait to see you one day in Heaven. Now go play with Grandma and Brian and wait for me there. I will sing to you again someday and we will run and play and eat lots of treats. I promise.
Tyler Kelly
July 28, 1997- February 12, 2009
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Deb - I am so sorry about Tyler. She was a great dog and I know that you will miss her very much. I hope it helps to know that she is not hurting anymore, and I am glad that you got to be with her. That was a beautiful tribute that you wrote. I love you guys and I will say a little prayer for our Tyler.
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