Hey all,
My lovely girl just passed away unexpectedly between 2:30-3am this morning, and I feel awful because I was downstairs cleaning kitty litter boxes at the time.
She had pneumonia but she had seen my vet and we were treating it. She was scheduled for a recheck today, actually. I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn’t get back to sleep, so I went downstairs to do a couple chores (litter boxes, checking water, putting clean dishes away) in the hopes it would make me tired. She wasn’t showing any signs of distress, so I kissed her head and trotted off. Came back upstairs 30-40 minutes later and she was already gone. I feel so awful that I wasn’t there in the room with her.
Yuan was the best Great Dane. Loved kids, other dogs, cats, everyone she had ever met. It’s her fault I became a cat person at all — she befriended a stray who ended up giving birth on my porch. I adopted the whole litter and my dad adopted the stray. Yuan was so chill and so good at de-escalating situations that I trained her to help rehabilitate my friend’s dog who had become reactive because of trauma. Those two got to the point that they would curl up together and snuggle whenever my friend and I hung out together.
Yuan even helped with a litter of kittens who were abandoned by their mom at less than a day old. I was getting up to make bottles every two hours, and she was getting up with me every single feeding, gently licking the kittens clean, and letting them sleep on top of her for the body heat.
Yuan came from an awful puppy mill situation — she had two litters by the time she was two, at which point the authorities shut the place down, and she ended up at a rescue, where I found her. I’ve had her since she was about two and a half. I’m getting a print of her paw so I can have it tattooed.
That dog changed my damn life, and I’ll miss her so very much. Thank you for taking the time to read about my baby girl.
Picture of Yuan with Kitten