Post by Mel on Jun 12, 2018 14:30:40 GMT
Just a warning... this is a long one...
Yesterday rates pretty high up on the "Hardest things I've ever done" list.
Jerry(my SO of 3 yrs) had Payton before we met but that didn't make today any easier for me. She was just always a part of "us" and when we blended our households, she loved us like we loved her just like we'd always been there. She was so patient, and playful with the kids, even Timothy and his antics (although, I'm pretty sure she liked him best because he never ate a meal that he didn't share with her!).
It's so strange to think that she won't be waiting for us at the door to go out as soon as we get home, or laying on the couch (even though she knew she wasn't supposed to!) acting all innocent when she'd get "caught". She won't be squeeking the crazy big toy that I got her at Christmas time (I swear it is almost as big as her!). Her food & water dish are still in the kitchen. Her sleepy blanket is still at the foot of the bed in our bedroom. We all just keep forgetting that we don't need to let her out, or make her come in when we came in from being out in the yard. She wasn't there this afternoon to eat the leftover bits of our breakfast (she loved scrambled eggs!).
I do have to say that the staff and doctors at Hometown Veterinary Clinic(New London, IA)were phenomenal. They have been phenomenal through this whole ordeal. So compassionate, and helpful, and they really cared about Payton & all of us when. They go above and beyond. They do extra little things like the candle and sign (I'll post a pic), and the poem, and her pawprint. We chose to bring her home and bury her in the backyard next to her "brother" dog who passed away a few years ago, and they lovingly got her ready and even wrote her name with hearts around it on the bag that they put her in for us to bring her home in. Just the little things like that showed us that they cared. They gave us all the time we needed with her and were so patient.
I don't care what anyone says, losing a pet, even one that you've only known for a few years is very very hard. We were right there with her as she went to sleep yesterday afternoon. We take comfort knowing that she isn't hurting anymore, and we believe that one day, we'll see her again, running, and jumping, and rolling in the grass...
Yesterday rates pretty high up on the "Hardest things I've ever done" list.
Jerry(my SO of 3 yrs) had Payton before we met but that didn't make today any easier for me. She was just always a part of "us" and when we blended our households, she loved us like we loved her just like we'd always been there. She was so patient, and playful with the kids, even Timothy and his antics (although, I'm pretty sure she liked him best because he never ate a meal that he didn't share with her!).
It's so strange to think that she won't be waiting for us at the door to go out as soon as we get home, or laying on the couch (even though she knew she wasn't supposed to!) acting all innocent when she'd get "caught". She won't be squeeking the crazy big toy that I got her at Christmas time (I swear it is almost as big as her!). Her food & water dish are still in the kitchen. Her sleepy blanket is still at the foot of the bed in our bedroom. We all just keep forgetting that we don't need to let her out, or make her come in when we came in from being out in the yard. She wasn't there this afternoon to eat the leftover bits of our breakfast (she loved scrambled eggs!).
I do have to say that the staff and doctors at Hometown Veterinary Clinic(New London, IA)were phenomenal. They have been phenomenal through this whole ordeal. So compassionate, and helpful, and they really cared about Payton & all of us when. They go above and beyond. They do extra little things like the candle and sign (I'll post a pic), and the poem, and her pawprint. We chose to bring her home and bury her in the backyard next to her "brother" dog who passed away a few years ago, and they lovingly got her ready and even wrote her name with hearts around it on the bag that they put her in for us to bring her home in. Just the little things like that showed us that they cared. They gave us all the time we needed with her and were so patient.
I don't care what anyone says, losing a pet, even one that you've only known for a few years is very very hard. We were right there with her as she went to sleep yesterday afternoon. We take comfort knowing that she isn't hurting anymore, and we believe that one day, we'll see her again, running, and jumping, and rolling in the grass...
Attachments:
Just why can't they live a little longer.. 
