Hello everybody, I wanted to share something that's been weighting on me. Last week we lost our 14 year old dog. I was still a teen when my parents got her for me and my siblings, she was a companion while growing up. She was very clever, kind and joyful.
We had hoped we would have her for two more years, but during the lockdown her health declined very quickly. She had tumors that developed rapidly in a matter of weeks. She couldn't eat or breathe properly, she had difficulties getting up or laying down. Her eyes became glassy and expressionless.
We decided to put an end to her suffering. I went with her for a last walk in the forest in the morning before her death. We have been graced with the Sun and a cloudless sky (It's been cold and rainy for days). She was a bit more alert, she was happy to be out, it was good to see her like that. I though " It a good day to die". My family and I stayed with her the whole day, until the end.
It's been a few days since she left us, but while I am relieved that she doesn't suffer anymore, I feel a hole in my life. I havn't managed to do anything productive since then, I still expect to see her in my parent's garden...I realized that she was a link between me and the rest of my family, and her presence made me be attached to my childhood's home. Now it feels empty. It will take a while to heal, but I am sure she's better wherever she is.
Thank you all for listening
We had hoped we would have her for two more years, but during the lockdown her health declined very quickly. She had tumors that developed rapidly in a matter of weeks. She couldn't eat or breathe properly, she had difficulties getting up or laying down. Her eyes became glassy and expressionless.
We decided to put an end to her suffering. I went with her for a last walk in the forest in the morning before her death. We have been graced with the Sun and a cloudless sky (It's been cold and rainy for days). She was a bit more alert, she was happy to be out, it was good to see her like that. I though " It a good day to die". My family and I stayed with her the whole day, until the end.
It's been a few days since she left us, but while I am relieved that she doesn't suffer anymore, I feel a hole in my life. I havn't managed to do anything productive since then, I still expect to see her in my parent's garden...I realized that she was a link between me and the rest of my family, and her presence made me be attached to my childhood's home. Now it feels empty. It will take a while to heal, but I am sure she's better wherever she is.
Thank you all for listening