Soon it will be 2 months since I lost my baby, my child, my friend, my life. He was all I had, no family, no one I could talk to hold and love. My poor Harley suffered so much the last year of his life, he could not walk, so I carried him everywhere he had to go, and he was good to tell me when he had to go potty, etc no mistakes till the last few weeks. That should have been my clue that things were going to be worse, then he quit eating and finally blood showed up in his urine, still I thought he could get medicine to help. I wrong, when his doctor came back with the news kidney failure 70%, they told me with his age and other problems he could not recover and if we did not do something it would be a painful death. So we took him home that night, he never left my arms (for but a few minutes) for the last 24 hours of his life.
The last day we took him by-by and got him ice cream but he was so sick he did not enjoy that. The very worst time in my life was when his doctor gave him the injection that took his life and to make it worse he fought to the end for his last breath. He wanted to live.
Loving you forever,
| Harley - Sweet Love |
| Janice |