March 24 1983 —– May 30 1998
Golden Retriever
Bosco was a beautiful dog. He was so attentive and loving.
I could never give back what he gave to me.
In his last few years his health degenerated.
Luckily his condition wasn’t painful but it did weaken him.
I always swore I “wouldn’t let him suffer” I was convinced that he
would let me know when it was his time to go.
In April of 1998 I took him on a trip to visit my sister.
I couldn’t bear the thought that he might pass away in a kennel without
me being there. He enjoyed the trip but it was hard on him.
When we got home he could no longer climb the stairs to go to bed.
I moved downstairs. His condition worsened.
I prayed to God and asked him to let Bosco hold on peacefully until June.
(as a teacher May is a very stressful busy time.
I also had my tender hearted nephew living with me.
I didn’t want him to suffer with the thought of Boz being put to sleep.
Towards the end of May I promised Bosco that his suffering would end on
June 2nd. I wanted school to be out Michael to be back home
and I wanted to celebrate my 31st birthday with him (June 1).
School ended on May 28th. Mike was sent home on May 29th.
Bosco passed away on May 30th. It wasn’t my birthday.
My baby had held on as long as he could and I did not have to go
through the agony of “putting him to sleep” myself He looked so peaceful
curled up on his blanket. I couldn’t believe he was gone.
I miss my baby so much! I swore that I would not own another pet.
But in August of that same year my dear friend took me to see a newborn puppy.
I felt an immediate bond with my Maggie Mae.
She shares so many of Bosco’s traits (even though she is a mixed breed).
I believe that she and Bosco are of the same spirit and
we are all connected.
Shannon
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