Sorry Gary
This is sad,
"but the days were still comfortable,"........ true and he died natural, feeling
loved until the end
I had to put my dog snoopy down about 30 years ago and I felt he didn't
understand "I" had to kill him but it was like
I killed part of me.
sorry but this hit me like a ton of bricks
david
Gary Blankenship wrote:
> Death of a Dog: Four Ball
>
> Through the summer,
> busy with trips and travel,
> family, housework and life,
> I avoided the call,
> made excuses that it was warm,
> he was comfortable,
> his companion would be lonely.
>
> As fall wore on,
> I watched him stagger to eat,
> each step seemed more difficult than the last,
> but the days were still comfortable,
> winter weeks away,
> chores and visits took my time,
> and I did not call.
>
> December,
> I resolved to call after the New Year,
> to wait until the holidays over,
> the house empty of distractions.
> But after the first, I waited,
> excuses made throughout this week.
> I really meant to do it today.
>
> He died last night.
> I never made the call to put him away.
>
> Fifteen years
> with a dachshund's bad spine.
> I hope he is finally comfortable.
>
> *
>
> He lived his last few years in a large kennel with his buddy, Buck, part
> retriever, part Doberman. Foul Ball was exiled to the kennel due to a lack
> of bladder control and his obsession with the cat. When out, he did nothing
> by chase the cat. She, of course, teased him.
>
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> sí, balas no!
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