As my boyfriend and I rushed to the vet on a cool seventy degree May night in two thousand twelve we knew the news that we were going to find out from the vet was not going to be good news. Our eyes were puffed as tears of sadness rolled down our faces. We knew this was going to be the day we had to say good bye to our fur baby Polly. She was the best dog ever and we were faced with a rough decision. Was Jimmy and I to put Polly down or were we to let her stay and go on her own. Polly was a thirteen year old boxer. Around February of two thousand and twelve Jimmy had gotten up for work and went to let Polly out that morning. She could not get up on her own. Jimmy immediately called me on the phone to tell me what was going on, I told …show more content…
I hollered at Polly to come back in the house and there she continued to lay. I finally went to the back of the yard and petting her saying come on Polly lets go back in the house. She could not get up on her own again so I lifted her to her feet and there she stumbled her way back up to the house. When Jimmy got home from work I told him I think it was time to let Polly go. Polly was in so much pain and I felt so bad. It was not fair for Polly to suffer just because we were not ready for Polly to go. Jimmy agreed. On our way to the vet Jimmy and I were both bawling. When we walked into the vet’s office the vet explained how the procedure would work. First the vet would give Polly a shot that would put Polly into a deep sleep, then they would give her another shot that would stop her heart. As the vet gave Polly the first shot Polly fell into a deep sleep. Polly at that point started snoring Jimmy and I both kind of grinned a little at how loud she was snoring. We said our good buys and gave Polly kisses. Jimmy said “ are you going to stay in here while they give her the second shot.” I said “no its already hard enough.” He understood and we both left. Jimmy and I both loved Polly very much. We had to make a very hard decision that day. One that I never want to make again. Polly is now buried in my garden and Jimmy and I bought a head stone for her. We think of her every day. It was hard losing the best dog
Knowing how much we connected, I wanted to adopt her myself, but since I was leaving for college in two months I knew it would be best to have another family adopt her, everyday I would worry that she wouldn’t end up in the right home. Luckily, one of the doctor’s friends came in to visit her and completely fell in love with Hope. Knowing her new family was the perfect fit since we knew the family. What was even greater was that Hope would be able to play with the families’ children and other pets.
She climbed the stairs to her bedroom and slid under the big, warm blanket on her bed. Before closing her eyes she reached her hand down under the bed and allowed her dog to lick it. She did this every night because it comforted her. A short while later she awoke to the sound of a scratching noise at her bedroom window. She eyed the window and reminded herself that the whole house was locked and she was safe. She stuck her hand under her
When my families first Portuguese Water Dog, superb Sonoma, passed away, it was one of the most downcast days in my life. Sonoma was hard to replace, she was joyful, trustworthy, obedient, and just about the most wonderful dog you could ever meet. Sonoma lived a peaceful but much too short, ten year old life. Right up until the end of her life she was one of the most healthiest dogs around, so when a tumor burst in her pancreas it took our family by utter surprise. By the time we got to the Animal hospital, which had the unmistakable scent of sterile hallways and stale air, it was unfortunately too late to save our precious Sonoma. Which left our whole family with what felt like massive stone rocks in the pits our stomachs. While our family was melancholy about Sonoma's death it was also bittersweet. It was bitter of course, because you never realize what you have until it's gone. The sweet part of Sonoma's passing was that this end of something, was also the beginning to a new puppy, a new puppies life, and a new friend.
Although the loss of a pet is a legitimate loss, it is very different from a human loss. However, if a child was having difficulty understanding the meaning of a funeral and what it would look like, this book may be able to open the conversation as they host a funeral-like ritual at the end of the book to remember and bury Jasper.
Laying on the bed very still, my mother and I were slowly becoming aware of his fate. Pros: He had already experienced an amazing life that contained priceless memories. His old age was also taking a toll on him, as crawling out of bed each morning was exhausting. Cons: I had known him for as long as I can could remember. Every road trip, every bike ride, he had been right by my side. Just letting him go was hard. I could feel the saltiness of my tears stinging my cheeks as they cascaded down my face, but a decision was imminent. I told him he was a good boy one last time, and while the vet injected the poison, I watched my closest family members tail slowly wag for the last time.
Addison was shopping and she saw this beautiful dress and she thought of Thea, Addison bought it for Thea and she got one for Lily as well. Addison was going through the store getting food for the next few days. When Addison walked in the door Thea came right up to her and wanted to help but the food away, she loved putting food away with Addison. Addison gave Thea the bag with the dresses in them and as soon as Thea opened the dog she gave her mom the biggest huge she has ever had, Thea wanted to try it on right away, Addison told Thea that she could go and try it on and Thea loved
The next morning I got a call from the hospital, They said to come to the hospital they got some news. I was stuck in traffic, so I called the hospital and told them that I was stuck in traffic.
We started to notice the decrease in his health. But painfully the day had finally come. The mourning Sunday of May 31st, 2015, Arthur had passed. I remember my Mom waking me up early around 7:00 AM, and she said “It’s time.” and I immediately knew what she was talking about, so we hauled him into the car where he just lay there in the backseat, as lifeless as a brick. We got to the vet and they took him in and we said our last words to him on the operating table that they were going to inject him this fluid to slowly, un-painfully put him down. I said my final words to him which were, “You were the best dog any human could ever ask for.” and even my older brother who is an adult now started to cry. The dog that he had known for 15 years of his life. My little brother Noah, who was down syndrome did not really recognize the situation, but later we told him what had happened. They gave him to us in a box and we took him home, and rightfully buried under his favorite tree. One of Jackie Robinson’s nine traits, helped get me through this which was courage. We knew that it was hard to put him down and that we would miss him greatly, but we also knew that he was
One day when I woke up I smelled chicken then I woke up and ate some of the chicken then my mom said
Throughout my life i’ve experienced many things I didn’t agree with. Many things that have tested me and many things that have changed me. I’ve had to learn to accept people. I’ve had to learn that people will be different from me. One of my biggest challenges is my mom. She’s very different from me. Her and I don’t see eye to eye. She has influenced me to be different from her and she gave me the experiences to understand how to accept her and other people.
Poppy you are my everything and my everything is u Whether times are good bad happy or sad I will always want need love and appreciated all you do U C our love is special and true All I know is that YAB always love want and need me to I love u now I’ll love u then
“Every single one of you have worked hard for this solo, and i’m glad to say that..*dramatic pause* Marley you get the solo” Karri said.
My first time dealing with the death of a pet was very hard to do. We once had a dog named Apollo. We bought Apollo when he was just a small puppy and from there he just grew himself into our hearts. He was pretty hard to house train and keep him from antagonizing our other two dogs, but we somehow made him work. Apollo was a joyful, nice dog. We tried to make him as a mean guard dog but, he was just too gracious to bugde. We've had Apollo for a little while. We watched him grow from the small puppy he was, to the big and healthy puppy he was supposed to be. We took a lot of good care for all of our dogs, so none of them really got sick; well at least not on our terms.
Pam Brown once said, “If there is a heaven, it is certain our animals are to be there. Their lives become so interwoven with our own than an archangel to detangle them (Brown,n.d.).” He is now buried in our backyard with his own stone with the words, “You may have left my life, but you will never leave my heart” engraved. We received many sympathy cards, but it did not make the situation any better. However, it was nice to know my friends and family cared.
I remember when I was 11 years old and my dog, Happy, was sick with cancer. Since the moment we rescued Happy he was the sweetest, most energetic pet I had ever seen. He remained this way over the many years that we had him, hence, his name. I remember the day we decided it was time to let go. We took Happy to the veterinarian clinic and were taken into a little room. All four of us, my brother, my parents, and I, huddled around Happy as he was lying on the counter. The veterinarian gave us some time to spend with him alone and say our goodbyes. When she returned she asked if we were ready and gave him an injection that would take him away from this world forever. Happy was euthanized due to his illness. As terribly