You died peacefully in our living room on Monday, June 10th. Your dad held your paw and I rubbed your forehead the way you always liked. Through tears we watched as you left your little body that had failed you so miserably.
You my little boy were so loved. Even in your final moments you were surrounded by love, from us, Dr. Turner and Vet Tech Courtney. Even Weldon came out to say goodbye and sat by you. And Niko gave Courtney a kiss to thank her for being so gentle with you as she carried you out.
Seeing you leave our home and knowing you were never coming back was so hard for your dad and I. I selfishly went back to work on Tuesday because I desperately needed to escape every memory of you I have in our home. In the evenings when I’m here I keep seeing you in the corner of my eye and while I know it’s not you I just really really really wish it was.
I miss you so much buddy. So much so that because we had to get rid of your memory foam pad I found myself digging through the trash bin for it a day later. I hugged it as hard as I could and cried until l couldn’t breathe because it smelled so much like you. All I could think of in that moment was please come back. I don’t know who I am without you.
I try and remind myself that you are off to a new and wonderful adventure now. That you can walk again and are having the time of your life diving into whipped cream clouds and eating endless spoonfuls of peanut butter.
I hope you are having a great time and please don’t worry about your dad and I. Yes, we are struggling because we loved you so much but just like Weldon and Niko selflessly allowed us the extra time to care for you the last several months of your life they are now stepping in to care and comfort us.
Please take care of yourself little boy and thank you for every second you blessed us with.