I felt so helpless the day I had to make the decision that my lovely Bo was too ill and it would be cruel to make him live a day longer.
Bo’s passing was all of a sudden.. he went to bed a happy and fit boy and during the night.. he collapsed and and deteriorated rapidly over the course of the day.. that we both felt we had to do what was right by him.
I felt so helpless…. because nothing I could do or say could delay the inevitable… I was not in control of things.. and fate was going to make sure I couldn’t do anything about it.
The tears flowed for days, if not months.. he was so special and he will always be special to me…
There was nothing I could do…. apart from going through the mourning business… and yes some people might think it silly because he was only a dog.. but he was my dog and I loved him to bits… and still do.
To feel so helpless.. is a sickening feeling.. it brings out every emotion you have… including anger.. why Bo? What had he done to any one? Why now? Those thoughts ran through my mind… and I knew my head was telling me to do the right thing but my heart was being selfish… but now I know I did the right thing.. to do otherwise would have been cruel.. And Bo didn’t deserve that.
Stewie and Dumpling, our two Golden Retrievers, kept both of us busy.. and they have so much character and once again I love them to bits… I know that one day that helpless feeling will once again descend upon me.. but life without a dog.. is not something I ever wish for… and there is enough love in me to give a dog a home..
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