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Jul. 26th, 2012 06:20 pm
So. Milo.
I took him for a long walk. He sniffed a lot, but he didn’t run or prance.
Then I brought him back to the vet and they gave him the medication. I held him and petted him, and told him I loved him, and talked to him about Doggy Heaven, which looks an awful lot like Del Monte Beach in Monterey, a place where he can prance, and chase an endless supply of green balls, and there are always other dogs to wrastle. I stayed with him until the end. It was very peaceful.
I didn’t feel as sad as I expected to. I had the sense while we were walking together that he was in some pain, and that that pain would have escalated very quickly.
He was a really good boy. The best boy ever.
I will love him always, and I will miss him.
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Date: 2012-07-27 03:19 am (UTC)Friends of mine call it the final duty of responsible pet owners-- it's the pact you implicitly make when you take home(or take in)your new friend.
It is absolutely heart-breaking and I wish you a short trip through the land of guilt and loss. Be prepared for your underlying depression and new-found grief to magnify each other.
I'm always reachable if you need to talk.
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Date: 2012-07-27 03:34 am (UTC)That is a hard goodbye to say.
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Date: 2012-07-27 04:46 am (UTC)Sounds like you made the right decision, and you made his departure as loving and comfortable as possible.
You are a very good person!
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Date: 2012-07-27 10:00 pm (UTC)