Norwich Tales

Goodbye Sweet Divot • January 2011

Letting Go Of A Special Friend

On January 2, 2011 we made the decision to let our sweet Divot go.

Divot had begun to have idiopathic seizures in July, 2010 at the age of 12. Though we tried a variety of seizure medications and dosages, the seizures did not stop.

Divot had begun to lose her sparkle recently and though we saw glimpses of her true self on occasion, she was becoming little more than a shell of her once vibrant self. We knew it was time to release her when she had 3 major seizures in less than 24 hours.  The seizures were getting more severe and her neurological functions did not return as in previous seizures.  Before the final seizure, the vet added that, while her eyes reacted to light stimulus, he did not believe that her brain was able to interpret the information.

How could such a sweet little dog come to such a hideous end? It was unfair and it was cruel.

The last day even Nigel seemed to know that we were losing her.  We knew that Divot was very ill, but Nigel knew that his friend was dying.  Divot slept on myap on the sofa all morning and while Nigel never had a reaction to her seizures before, that particular morning he would not go near her.  He showed what appeared to be fear of being in her presence.  He did not even want to be in the same room with her and he walked around with his tail and ears down.  He would return to us but would quickly leave again as if he could not bear to be near her. He kept asking to go outside and then did not want to come back in.  Anyone who knows Nigel and Divot or has visited this website knows that they were always together.  Within an hour of Nigel’s peculiar behavior starting, she had the 3rd major and final seizure.

We always promised Nigel and Divot that we would not make them stay in bodies that did not want to be here.  We promised them that we would honor them as the wonderful and proud creatures that they are and allow them to maintain a good quality of life along with heir dignity.  There was no quality of life left for Divot in her last 24 hours and rather than allow this most precious dog to suffer any more, we said good-bye to her and let her go.  She fell asleep peacefully on my lap and breathed her last breath, finally free of a body that had begun to betray her in such a horrible way.  

Divot was my dear, sweet little friend and she was more than I could have ever hoped for. I am thankful that I was able to share a part of my life with her. She was "one of the great ones" and will be missed and fondly remembered every day of my life.

Ketka’s Keleven Divot 7/22/98-1/2/11


Beautiful Divot – age 5