Ten and a half years ago I received a one year old female boxer from a lady at my job. She said her teenage kids didn’t want the dog and didn’t pay her much attention. She asked my boyfriend and I to come see her at her house and if we wanted her we could have her for free. We went and the dog was beautiful. Nothing was wrong with her. We fell in love with her instantly. Her name was Cassius. We took her home and a few years later my boyfriend John became my husband and in 2001 we had our son Chris.
Cassius was a huge part of our family. She was my first baby. We adored her. She was with us through so much in our lives. Everything we did Cassius was there. Dating, first apartment, first home, 7 years of marriage and a three year old child. My son loved her. Cassius was incredibly very healthy until the last two weeks of her life. She stopped eating and was vomiting. We took her to our vet. She had cancer. Because she was 11 and a half there wasn’t much we could do. We tried the best we could to keep her comfortable. I was watching my girl die and it was killing me. I cried every day. We used every excuse possible. Finally I knew we did everything we possibly could. I consulted my vet once again and he told us it was time for us to let her go. My husband and I sat with her when she was put to sleep. It was very peaceful for her but I felt like my heart was being ripped out. My husband never cries and he cried like a baby.
I wish this hurt would go away but it is so hard for us. I’m still crying. I miss her so much. I think of her every day. My son and I say prayers to her at night and planted a flower garden in her name.
– I will see you again one day my girl.
We will always love you Cashy Girl
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