My wonderful 'pup' passed yesterday [View All]

[salin]

She was with my mother as her breathing became very labored. Over the course of a couple of hours - it escalated so quickly that when I got the word (I was more than an hour away) - it came down to touch and go as to whether or not I could say goodbye. I tried to get there in time. My beautiful Golden began to struggle to breath - her lungs were filling with fluid. I got there - ran up the walk to the house - opened the door... and she died. Her last breath was drawn as I opened the door. Twenty feet away. Seconds. I lost the chance to tell her, while she was alive, how much I loved her.

She could always tell a storm was brewing more than 20 minutes before we humans could 'tell'. Many times she would try to "shepherd" me to the house before a storm - and before we were aware a storm was brewing.

It is almost as if she held on as those last breaths became more and more impossible to make that she was holding on. Not to 'hear' my last words to her - but to unselfishly know that I was 'safe'. Selfishly I wanted to be with her at the very end. But instead she unselfishly seemed to just struggle to make sure that I was 'safe'.

I already miss you, my dear pup. Thank you for your twelve years of curiousity, joy of life, enthusiasm for play. You were loved by your 'two Moms' (my mother and myself). You are missed - greatly.

:cry:

Thanks for letting me share my lament.