RIP Hyatt 2010-2013

Friday was an incredibly hard day for Andrew and I. We said goodbye to our wonderful, loving dog Hyatt who was battling a sickness that was slowly and painfully taking his life away from him. There is nothing worse than watching a dog, who has already had such a tragic life, suffer from something when you can do nothing to ease the pain and suffering. Friday morning we took Hyatt to the vet to be put down. It was one of the hardest things I have ever done in my life. Sure, I've lost pets to old age or had to give them new homes.... but to lose a pet that is only 3 years old was heartbreaking in so many other ways. Hyatt had a hard life to begin with. His previous owners, before being adopted by us, abused him, beat him and left him for dead at the APL. He had heartworm so bad when he was at the APL they didn't think he would make it. Well, he did. I brought him home the summer of 2012 and gave him the most loving and caring home I could. He grew so much as a dog. He stopped being afraid of people, he stopped snipping at people when he was startled, his personality changed so much in the short time we had him and I am glad that we were able to give him that.
Hyatt is now resting peacefully on my parent's property next to Brutus. Brutus was their 6 year old Lhasa Apso that they also lost to an illness. I have ordered him a headstone and mom has already decorated with flowers.
So many tears have been shed and many more will be when I think of him and his short time here on earth. However, I know the time he had with us was special and he knew he was loved unconditionally. I love you Hyatt. You will always hold such a special place in my heart.

"If love could have saved you, you would have lived forever."

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Sunday Weigh In:

Weigh In: -2

Total Lost: 3.8

Left to Lose: 99.4

It was a good week with good exercise and mostly good food choices. On Friday, I did indulge in Mexican Food and candy. I'm sorry, but I did comfort my sadness with food.... and beer. I didn't go completely crazy for the day. I just had one meal and one snack time that was a little off kilter. Other than that, the week went well and I was really on track. I'm proud of my loss. 

I just got home from my walk/jog and I cannot tell you how sad it is for me not to have Hyatt with me anymore. He was my running buddy and I already miss his excitement about going with me. He knew when I was going. The minute I put on my shoes and got my Garmin on he'd dance around the apartment knowing that I was going out for a jog. 

It may have been 64º but I was HOT at the end. Holy crap. Which is why I slowed down considerably. I know I'm not fast by any means but that was even slower than usual. I wanted to get it done earlier in the day because of the weather and because we have a busy afternoon planned. We are going to look at a few condos and that'll take a couple of hours. Then I am going to come home, cook dinner and be a lazy ass the rest of the day while spending time with Andrew. 

I'm not ready for the week to start, but I think it is because I'm still depressed. Only time will heal the hurt.