|Gracie was the first to jump in my hand. If I didn't have food for her, she'd peck at my freckles. Something she still does.|
Gracie was one of 3 little chicks that took to me right away. She, Amelia (Mad 'Melia), and Louise (Lou Lou) would come to me, let me hold them, and fuss at me if I didn't bring treats...or if I held one longer than another.
|L to R: Louise, Amelia, and Gracie standing defiantly in her food bowl.|
My little band of punks.
|Gracie would fall asleep in my hands if I sang to her.|
She was probably faking so I'd stop singing.
She has been my little beauty queen...my little diva...from day one. Always one of the first to run up to me, she has never been shy about demanding what she wants. She's definitely not camera shy either.
I love all of my ladies...so very much...but Gracie and Amelia hold a very special place in my heart. Thursday I found Gracie withering away in the yard. She didn't have any of the sass I'd grown to love about her. She had no desire to do anything other than lay in the grass. Her sisters were not being kind to her either. I took them all some watermelon, and any time they would come around, Gracie would stop eating. My little girl is all skin and bones, and her comb has changed to a purple color and flopped over. All signs pointed to a heart/circulatory problem.
|Gracie Lou before: All sass and attitude|
|Gracie Lou Thursday|
I brought her inside Thursday evening. A large dog crate was turned into her sanctuary, and she fell in love with my cat's bed, were she lounged like the queen she is all day Friday. Saturday and Sunday I decided that if I'm going to lose her, I'm going to make her last days as comfortable as possible. Gracie and I were inseparable all weekend.
|I set her up in my room, and we had breakfast and watched Netflix|
|She had a couple of Epsom spa baths|
|Followed by a blow dry and pedi that she slept through|
|Then we went for a drive. Turns out, she likes being my copilot.|
|She insisted on a side of rice as her first fast food experience|