My sister's Lhasa Apso Julie (AKA "Jewels") passed away this afternoon at about 1:30.
We'd just stopped by a friends apartment after taking her in her stroller for a walk along the river. When we got inside, we put her on the floor, she twitched a bit and then she was gone. Very quiet and peaceful ... she enjoyed a beautiful morning by the river and was surrounded by people who loved her.
Julie had cancer and was 15.5 years old. Julie was our mom's dog and when my mom was no longer well enough to take care of Julie, a relative agreed to take care of her. Unfortunately, Julie suffered horribly in their care and was infested with fleas and had lost half her hair. We found about how bad it was two years ago when the relative said it was time to put Julie to sleep and we asked our Aunt to go and rescue her. Our aunt has been involved in rescue for many years and said she had never seen a case of neglect as bad as Julies.
Here are a few pictures of sweet Julie:
After she was rescued by our aunt. Her hair is shaved here. She looks sad, but much better than when she was initially rescued:
Two days after arriving to live with Lynn in NYC:
Last spring at the park:
With Lucky and her brother Razz (pic by Winning Image)
This spring, with me and her the boys at the river:
Just two weeks ago, strolling along the same river in her stroller:
RIP Sweet Angel dog.