Today ay 5pm we will take Lambie to the vet for the last time. Despite that this is the 3rd trip I've made to do this - Oscar and Lucy having preceded Lamb - it completely and utterly sucks. Six short years, for a dog who deserved 20 or more being treated like a princess. I hate today, I hate the cancer that has killed her, I hate knowing that the right thing to do is so hard and I hate doing it anyway. She is so sick. She needs to go. But no matter how many times this happens it never gets remotely easy.I will hunt up some more pictures of my sweet in a few days, and write a little more about her silly, happy, just-dumb-enough-t0-get-my-way personality. Right now I'm busy saying goodbye.
3 comments:
So sorry, Tari. We have felt the sting of losing a pet, too.
Barbara
Just yesterday we watched our collegefreshmandaughter give annual tribute to her first cat who was lovingly put down on this day 3 years ago. She reads a poem, tearfully, and releases a hello kitty balloon.
Barbara
That is too sweet!
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