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Originally Posted by ChelseaBaby  At 10:30am, I said goodbye to my little boy  . He was in such bad shape. There was no quality of life. I cried the entire way there and as he layed on the table like such a good boy as he got examined. Never once did he even complain. I believe in my heart he was ready to go.
i held him close until his body grew limp. I will never forget that moment when his cloudy eyes looked blank and i placed him on the table.
He filled my life with nothing but love and it was so hard to say goodbye.
It is just so unfair that they are here for such a short amount of time. |
My heart goes out to you. Try to think of him playing at the Rainbow Bridge.
I just sent this poem to my friend a month ago when she had to have her pug, Frazier put down.
The Last Battle
If it should be that I grow frail and weak,
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
then you must do what must be done
For this, the last battle, can't be won.
You will be sad, I understand,
Don't let the grief then stay your hand,
For this day more than all the rest
Your love and friendship stand the test.
We've had so many happy years,
What is to come can hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer so;
When the time comes, please let me go.
Take me where my needs they'll tend
And stay with me, if you can, to the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time, you will see,
It is a kindness you do for me.
Although my tail its last was waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Don't grieve that it should be you,
Who must decide this thing to do,
We've been so close, we two, these years;
Don't let your heart hold any tears.
Smile, for we walked together for a little while.
- Author Unknown