My dearest Amy,
I am so sorry for letting you go, even though you wanted to. I wanted to keep you around in spite of your health but I could tell that it was time when I saw you that last day. Your tumors, pain and deafness were bad…but when you didn’t recognize where you were, I knew it was time. You weren’t yourself at the end until the doctor gave the sedative. I could see you look at me and recognize me all over again. Then you slowly fell to sleep, and I could see the pain drift away. It was how I remembered you, not tense and in pain.
Please forgive me for letting you go. You were the love of my life and I can never replace you. You died over a month ago and I still cry when I think about you. I will always love you and remember the times we had together. Thank you for helping me make it during all the hard times, and for giving me more joy then anything else. I will always remember you running alongside Dylan the horse through the fields of Vermont, and digging in the dirt.
I know you are with Rommell now, and together you will watch over me. One day I will come and get both of you and we can spend eternity together.
Amy was born some 16 years ago and I took her from an abusive house. From that day on she never knew pain or suffering until she became sick and died this year. She was a Golden Retriever/Spaniel mix, Sable and white always perfectly clean and pampered.
She died on Wednesday September 19, 2005 at 3:15pm.
I will love you always, my baby.
| Amy |
| 19, Sep 2005 |
| Chris |