Dearest Molly,
You came into my life (a little furry six week old bundle) when I was just 10 years old. We had recently lost our much loved dog of 13 years, Lucy. WE went to the vet to say thank you for her care, my mom never knew we’d come home with you!!
You were a dumped puppy, and it was clear that you had some issues. You were terrified of other dogs, and training was always a long process (even with my very patient parents who were experienced with dogs!). Over the years you more than proved yourself as a tirelessly loyal companion. Particularly through my dark times as a teenager (you know what was going on, I cried into your neck enough times!), you were always there. You were the best dog in the world and my best friend in the hardest times. At 18 I went away to Uni, and I felt so bad leaving you even though I knew how loved you were. You never held it against me and were always so happy to see me when I came home, even if months had passed. Only dogs are that forgiving!
But I will never forgive myself for not being with you at the end. It all happened so suddenly sweety. You were so fit and well your whole life, and it hadn’t been long since you had been to the vet for your annual shots. THen out of the blue Dad called me to tell me that you were sick, you’d dropped off your hind legs suddenly. An emergency trip to the vet followed, and then a referral to a spinal specialist to see if surgery could hep you my darling. Sadly there was nothing that could be done, you had developed a blood clot that had permanently damaged your spinal cord. Being such a crazy happy dog, it was decided that paralysis
would be no life for you.
My loving parents decided to take you home and care for you (as the vet assured them you were not in pain) until I could travel home from Uni to be with you at the end. But oh so typical of my darling Molly, you didn’t want to hang about, you decided it was time to go, and did not recover from the anaesthetic. My parents made the heartbreaking decision to let you go peacefully without me there. I promise you I came home two days later as soon as I could, and I sat with you in the spot they buried you in – your favourite spot in the garden (but I’m sure you know that).
I love you so much Molly, I can’t believe it’s 5 years since you left us. I’m sorry for leaving you behind when you were always there for me. I hope you can forgive me, and I will see you again one day.
All my love my darling dog until I see you again,
| Molly |
| Mar 2007 |
| Alex Fitzpatrick |