Hi My Missy Moo,
Well it has been just over 2 weeks since you left me and I still feel really sad and miss you like crazy. I know I should be feeling better now (so people say) but it’s hard not having you around me all the time – you truly were my best friend.
I wanted to share this poem which I received from the vets:
If it should be that I grow weak,
and pain should keep me from my sleep,
then you must do what must be done,
for this last battle can’t be won.
You will be sad, I understand,
don’t let your grief then stay your hand,
for this day more than all the rest,
your love for me must stand the test.
We’ve had so many happy years,
what is to come can hold no fears,
you’d not want me to suffer so,
the time has come please let me go.
Take me to where my needs they’ll tend,
and please stay with me to the end,
hold me firm and speak to me,
until my eyes no longer see.
Please do not grieve it must be you,
who has this painful thing to do,
we’ve been so close, we two these years,
don’t let your heart hold back the tears.
I picked up your ashes on Monday, and it feels like you are back home again (albeit in a box) but it soothes me somehow to now you are near again. In the Spring, I will plant a white rose bush in the back garden where you used to laze and I hope this will be a good place for you to finally rest my sweetheart. I can be near you in the summer when I lay out in the garden.
I was looking through some old photo’s last night and I found some of our trip to Derby. You looked so alive and healthy that I realized that you had a happy and fulfilled life with us and that makes me happy. I now realize that the last few months were not great for you – you couldn’t really get out of you bed on your own, you were struggling with your huge lump and couldn’t go for walks anymore, but you still enjoyed your food and following me around so I hope you didn’t suffer too much. I guess I believed that you were still enjoying life, but I know you would have preferred to be how you were a year ago – mad, alive and running around. I am sorry if you weren’t comfortable but I truly believe that you were happier with me than leaving life..and I still believe that
(no regrets sweetheart).
You were truly my dog and I will never forget you. I just wish I could have one last day of us together so I could cuddle up to you all day and kiss you on your wet snoosh and chat to you aimlessly.
Goodnight bubs, still missing you…..
My precious sweetheart
| Carol |