Posted by Paula on 12/24/2017, 8:40 am, in reply to "Christmas Eve Gratefuls nt"
Katie and all the joy she brought us. She was a sweet, albeit independent and stubborn girl...took after her mom, I'm proud to say. |
When we got to the vet, none of the familiar staff (who knows and loves our pets) was there. While we were waiting to go in the room, I saw one woman whose name I don't know and whose function there I don't know. I went up to her and told her it was good to see a familiar face and why we were there. I told her how uncomfortable I was being with an unfamiliar vet for this visit. She hugged me and told me a couple of stories about the new vet and his compassion toward animals and help she gave him when her horse got sick. I felt SO much better.
When it came time, Katie was lying on her little bed on top of the table. We had loved on her for a long time. When the vet came in to administer the final drug, I was laying over her, talking to her, petting her. As he was putting the drug in, he was softly talking to her telling her she had been a good dog, that her mom and dad loved her and that she wouldn't hurt anymore. I know he was saying it as much for me as he was for Katie and it was such a gift. I'll never, ever forget his kindness.
FB and the opportunity it gives to share our lives. It helped to get all the kind words from so many people.
Charlie. He has been very quiet since we came home without her. I had to throw away the bed they slept on together during the day because Katie had soiled it beyond my ability to wash it. I would have liked to have given him that bed for a few more days but had to buy him a new one. There are some smaller ones in the family room that she slept in so he can find her in there. I remember when Walter died and it was just Katie. It is so hard seeing one dog going down the stairs to go outside, one dog wandering around the yard, one dog eating (can't pick her bowl up yet), one dog going for a walk, saying goodnight to one dog. It's a process.