My dog crossed the Rainbow Bridge about 45 minutes ago.
I had a home vet visit. He died at home, with me, quietly & peacefully. It was time. I'm wrecked, but know I did the right thing for him. He was suffering & it was time for him to go.
Lots of folks are sending condolences & I can't answer everyone but I'm reading them all & appreciate every single one. Thank you so much. <3 <3 <3
I've been lucky: I've had 2 dogs, & had to put both of them down, & I've had no doubt either time that it was the right thing to do at the right time. I know that can be hard to judge.
One of the hardest things about having pets is knowing that most of them won't outlive us. I've expected this loss for a while & that doesn't make it any easier.
I'm feeling some relief now. He was definitely not doing well in his last days.
He was napping earlier today & chasing rabbits in his sleep. I'm so glad & grateful that some of his last memories were of dreaming, running, playing. That's so awesome. <3
Sometimes I wonder, when pets cross the Rainbow Bridge - does Heimdall just have the best job or what??
I mean Bifröst used to be this doughty barrier against the Giants, & Heimdall had to be on his top game to watch the bridge all the time; & now? Heimdall must be overrun with pups & kitties & birbs & sneks & bunnies & all the pets everyone has loved.
Sounds like a major promotion, to me.
OK I'mma go have a highly emotional evening & then get some rest. If you have pets, give them hugs, scritches, another hour under the heat lamp, maybe some carrots to chew on, whatever thing you give them to show them that you love 'em.
Later, gators. <3 <3 <3