We had to put Sweetdog down today.
I thought I was so smart to dispose of the obvious things that would remind me of her before we left for her “appointment” at the Vet’s office: her beds around the house, the pee pads under the couch covers, her huge bag of food in the pantry, her medications. However, as it turns out, I forgot approximately 994 more. And with each thing that I find I’ve forgotten today, it feels like another tiny slice on my heart. My eyes blur from the hot salty tears that slide down my cheeks, unwanted that they are. And that very action makes me cry even harder, because my Sweetdog loved to lick away tears. She’d be filled to bursting with all of the tears I’ve shed for her today. Slice.
Thankfully, oh so thankfully, The Gammy and The Grampa came up to watch Sweetgirl and Sweetboy for us for a few hours. Just when I thought Sweetman and I had cried it all out, we got home from the grocery store and began unpacking groceries. Mercifully, the grandparents still hadn’t returned with our sweetchildren, because as I unpacked the first bag, I went to stuff it into the “poop bag holder”. And I promptly burst into hot angry tears, screaming to no one in particular that, “We don’t even need to keep the grocery bags anymore!”. Slice.
And as I sat down to write, just now, I put my foot on an errant dog toy that we had overlooked this morning. Slice. And then Sweetgirl asked when Puppy Pie Pie is coming back from the doctor’s office. Slice.
I know the hurt will subside with time. I know that full well. I also know that she was loved well and truly. And those thoughts, too, are slices of their very own. For in knowing that the hurt will fade, I worry that I will have forgotten things I want to remember about her. And in knowing how well she was loved, I remember afresh that she’s no longer here with us to get that love. Slice, slice…
I’m posting today for me. It’s cathartic. I need to write these things down so that I can preserve how very important a part of our family she was. So important, in fact, that I feel like a little part of me is dying inside today. By a thousand little tiny cuts.
Missindeedy 
We will miss seeing my two little ” blonde friends” walking the hood early in the am…God Bless Molly..xo
Sigh… We will sorely miss walking her.
So sorry!!
Thanks Betty.
I am so sorry for you dear sister. My heart goes out to you. Call anytime!
Thanks Lady. So much.
Missy…along with everyone else here…I’m so sorry for your loss. Praying the heartache will ease off soon.
Thank you Shayne.
Oh Missy, I’m so sorry. I still mourn my Katie the Cat that I had to put down when she turned 20. It is heartbreaking. I’ll be lifting you and your family up in prayer.
Thanks so much DeeDee. The pain is definitely fresh and raw again today. I’m thankful for those prayers.
I have a tear in my eye. Maybe it’s the glass or two or wine I’ve had or the fact that pets and their unadulterated love touch us deeply. And when we have experienced it, we can never forget. We have a black lab of our own. I’m sorry for your loss but you did the right thing. I couldn’t do it for a cat a few years ago and she needlessly suffered. I was weak. And learned a lesson.
Thank you for the funny & kind encouragement. It is so hard to do.
I’m so sorry. We had a black lab back in the day, and it wasn’t easy when it was her time, either. Thinking of you and your family.
Thank you. Labs take such a special place in our hearts, don’t they?
Oh, I am just so very sorry. I’m praying for comfort for you all, the little ones too. I know it’s hard for them to understand, and harder for Mama and Daddy to explain.
Thank you so much – many years around here tonite.
I’m so sorry, Missy. You lost a loving family member and friend today so of course it’s gonna hurt like you know what. I hope writing about it helps even one tiny bit. YOu’re in my thoughts.
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Janet
Thank you friend.
So sorry your heart is aching today. We still miss our beloved “Baby” from seven years ago. Praying the cuts will heal and that your precious family will be blessed this week!!! Thanks for sharing.
Thanks Miss Bri. We are taking it one minute at a time for now.