Part of what has kept me sane in the past couple weeks has been my blogs, my friends and my friends that I know through the blogging community.
To some people, a dog is a dog. To me, Bertie was my world for 17 years, in both significance and duty. When you take on a dog as a pet, as a member of the family, you make a decision that your must do whats best for them, even if means thinking of their needs before yours, and weighing the options. The weight of the decision to have her put down was made heavier yesterday by actually following through on the decision.
Today the weight is lessened and I am still missing her. I was alone in the house this morning for the first time in 16 years. When I set the alarm, the motion sensors were turned back up full blast.
So now I thank each of you who has written to me through email, through Facebook and through the comments area. You were a big part of what kept me going.
Stu-
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry I'm so late in this. But I will just tell you this: I thankful that my lovely departed 'god' has such a delightful friend as Bertie in poochie/kitty heaven.
Oh sweetie, I'm sure you must be so sad, but again, it was the right thing for both of you.
ReplyDeleteSorry for your loss. Time will heal your heart. I had to make the same decision a few years ago, but it was the right and humane thing to do. Your friend has only move to another state of being and will be with you always.
ReplyDeleteOh, Stu. You're one of about a half-dozen friends and acquaintances who've had to deal with this in the past few months. God must be longing for some doggie and kitty companions up there. It must be a major adjustment, but hang in their, kiddo. And by all means, use this (and us!) as a channel for your energy and healing.
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