
I spent the better part of my afternoon holding and comforting a dying friend, a friend - who provided unconditional love always, a friend that was so excited to see me - even if I was only gone for the 2 minutes it took me to take the trash, a friend that occasionally left me little presents around the house - a friend that loved me fat or thin, (wo)man’s best friend, my dog Dani. She was diagnosed with lymphoma about a year and a half ago, had surgery to remove the very large lesion on her abdomen, unfortunately it re occurred in droves throughout her body, needless to say her prognosis was terminal; she is only eight years old.
I have to say that I was and still am totally beside myself this afternoon and now this evening after returning from the vet. Writing seems to take the edge off; I get to purge myself to the masses; not for sympathy, just to get this out of my system. Ultimately, I do not want her to suffer- so I sit and ponder and waited- for my 4:30 pm appointment - my choice would be to put her down and so was the Vet’s – I cannot see my friend suffer no longer. I hate making decisions such as these- to painful and sometimes to selfish. who exactly am I doing this for; her or me.
I have been through this type of decision making many, many times before and one would think that it would get easier, it doesn’t. If you ask me “Am I ok, I’m not- its times like this I wish I was a child again- no worries or responsibilities or that dreaded decision making.
I wish that people can be like dogs, what a better world it would be; they communicate with their eyes - and body language - you know exactly what they want and how they feel about you - no games.
I can honestly say that I would take a bullet for any one of my pets - I cannot say that about a lot of people that I know.
Sorry this couldn’t be a more up lifting blog, I am just not “feelin it “ today. So tomorrow is the day … not looking forward to that at all…
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