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25 June 2011 @ 10:22 pm
One week ago now  
One week ago this very minute you began your journey to the foot of the bridge. You were the most unique basset there ever was because you are the only canine that, through an unfortunate genetic defect, caught and passed over from the Human TB bacteria.

We picked you second out of the litter a little over 2 years ago. When we found out last fall you were sick, we did everything we could to prolong your beautiful little life. For a while, you got better, and we got hope.

But the hope turned false.

Then one day a few weeks ago, you stopped pooping then you stopped eating. One week ago, we took you in for Xrays where they found a mass in your sweet little belly. Once you were on the surgical table, they found a mass that was infused into your organs. We decided one week ago this hour to let you go.

Fred, I'm so sorry. I tried to do everything I possibly could. You loved us and lived with us constantly, even while we worked. You slept glued to my side almost every night. I miss you so bad I feel like my heart is ripping out of my chest.

Only 27 months. But what a great 27, eh? Your adopted mothers Mimi and Callie miss you and they say to wait for them too!

About this time a week ago, they were giving you a sedative to help you relax before your operation. Mom and I waited in the waiting area, fearful for the worse, but hoping they could fix whatever it was inside you.

Then we got the call, and made the decision, and let you go. After a little while they wheeled you into the room for us to say our goodbye to your physical remains. It was a horrible and bitter moment. You looked asleep. You would have thought we lost a son, the way we carried on.

Goodbye Fred. Until we meet again.

Current Mood: crushedcrushed
Blue_Eyeblue_eye on June 26th, 2011 03:16 am (UTC)
Oh...I'm so sorry.

I know it hurts.