02 February 2018

The Deed Is Done

There's a good dog up in doggy heaven now.

It was harder than I hoped, but easier than I feared to say goodbye that last time.

The urge to scream, "NO! STOP!" before the meds were administered was almost overpowering.

But I owed my friend this release from his torment.

Honoring the contract signed when we took him into our home.

A pet is a lifetime commitment.

Sadly, their lifetime more often than not.


Posted by Angus McThag at 17:51
Labels: , , ,

5 comments:

  1. Counter Jockey02 February, 2018 21:27

    Well damn. I always hope that at Fiddler's Green our departed dogs, cats, and horses will be there as well for one last hunt, scritch, or ride. Sorry buddy

    ReplyDelete
  2. OldAFSarge02 February, 2018 22:11

    Condolences McThag, it's tough to let them go.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Angus McThag02 February, 2018 23:37

    I feel a little silly. I stayed behind once Harvey and The Boy had left and I arranged his ears and set him like he would sleep. I wanted him to be comfortable.

    That was IMPORTANT.

    We're getting ashes back in about a week.

    ReplyDelete
  4. SiGraybeard03 February, 2018 10:49

    Condolences, McThag. Words do nothing at this time, but I feel your pain. It's palpable.

    ReplyDelete
  5. Technomad05 February, 2018 00:38

    Sorry to hear it. I know how much it can hurt to lose a furry family member.

    ReplyDelete

You are a guest here when you comment. This is my soapbox, not yours. Be polite. Inappropriate comments will be deleted without mention. Amnesty period is expired.

Do not go off on a tangent, stay with the topic of the post. If I can't tell what your point is in the first couple of sentences I'm flushing it.

If you're trying to comment anonymously: You can't. Log into your Google account.

If you can't comprehend this, don't comment; because I'm going to moderate and mock you for wasting your time.

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)