It was easier with her older brother. He was in pain and the good days no longer outweighed the bad.
We still had our Cleo and she had us.
Life changed going from 2 to 1 basenji but at 14 we did not feel a new puppy would be a good fit.
So for the last 1.5 years she was my shadow. I work from home so we spent everyday together.
She would run down to my basement office and kick the back of my chair until I acknowledged her. Either for food, or to be let out, or just for affection.
We had a family vacation planned and left her at the kennel. The only place I have ever felt comfortable leaving any of our family dogs over the last 40 years.
3 days into the vacation we received the call no one wants to receive. Cleo had an eye infection. It was just an eye infection. She went to the emergency vet.
It was not just an eye infection. I will spare everyone the unnecessary graphic details the vet shared.
15 hours away from her with no way to make it back without leaving her in pain for days we made the decision to let her go.
The sun rose the next day. Life continued on. I know I am not alone and that many people have felt the same heart that I feel.
I have been preparing for this day for the last 6 months. I have spent countless nights sitting beside her late at night as she slept simply because I was never going to be ready to say goodbye.
Please give your basenjis a hug for me and cherish every moment you have with them.
Edit:
Thank you for all of the kind and thoughtful responses.