by Mike Croy
(NY USA )
I lost my beloved terrior mix Chomper almost 2 years ago now. And it is only now that I can bring myself to speak about it with out busting into tears. I lost him due to a freak of nature. One morning I got up out of bed like every morning. Chomper jumped off the bed like everyday.. but this day was different. I noticed he was walking funny so I started watching him then I noticed he could not use his hind legs.
We rushed him the vet only to find out he had ruptured a disk in his lower back.. the vet told us this was not life threatening.. and for six none sleeping days I believed this until the 5th day we were told he was going to die because his spinal cord was dying.. I didn't want to believe this so took him home and that night I sat up all night talking to Chomp and explaining to him that I had to let him go. This was the hardest thing I ever had to do..
The next morning I decided to take to the vet to be put to sleep instead of watching him suffer in the pain of dying from suffocation for that was coming next.. He said good bye to every one in the house that morning.. he cried for my oldest girl to come to him so he could kiss her good bye as well as my other 2 children.. when we got to the vet I was filled with rage and hate.. we put him and brought him home I did good till I got to the house then I fell apart. I felt like I lost one of my children that day.
Later that night when I was laying on the living room floor (cause I could not sleep in my room for nearly 2 months after his death) I felt him laying on my lap where he used to sleep and felt his breath on my face.. and to this day I can hear his bark every once in a while and feel him on my bed next to me.. so I know I will see him again.
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