My beloved pug Annabelle, died Christmas Eve Day. I rescued her when she was between 1-2 years old. She became my constant companion and best friend. Today marks a month since she passed. She had had a cough and then a urinary infection,which was being treated for by her vet. And yes, she seemed to be slowing down, breathing on occasion more heavily than usual, she didn't play with her toys as she use to, but was still her feisty little self. Happily ate her meals, loved going out and taking our walks though they were not as long a walk as when she was a pup. She had trouble seeing. She slept more than usual, and not always with me as she use to. She loved her new bed which I bought her before Christmas. I knew she was getting older and slowing down but didn't realize she was as old as the vet told me after she died. He said, 11- or 12. I keep asking myself, why didn't I realize this. I cannot conceive being without her, it is incredibly painful. On that fateful day, we went for a walk, she did her business, and walking back home, I lifted her up to play in leaves, which she loved, she was happily sniffing. After a few minutes, I climbed up the small embankment and said, "Sweetheart time to go inside now". I started picking her up and as soon as I did, she bolted out of my arms, and fell to the ground and didn't get up. I said, "Annabelle come, get up, she was staring at me with her beautiful brown eyes. she didn't move. I picked her up , held her in my arms, she twitched once, she was gone. In disbelief I yelled for help, Her tongue now hanging out of her mouth staring wide-eyed at me. I'll never forget that look. I kept thinking maybe she's in shock, I'll get her to the vet. Maybe she's in a coma, anything but dead I was in shock, disbelief, one minute she is sniffing leaves, the next minute lying lifeless in my arms. The vet later told me she most likely had an arrythmia, a "sudden death". I will never forget her eyes and lifeless little body. I pray she didn't suffer, it happened so suddenly and I am grateful I was holding her. I pray she heard me and didn't die alone. She was very special and will live forever in my heart. I am crying as I write this. She was my little girl. She taught me patience, tolerance and so much more. She brought me happiness and joy. I am forever indebted to her.
Like all of the posts here it is incredibly sad to lose a beloved pet, we must be grateful for the time they gave us and the time we spent with them, loving them and they loving us. How lucky we've been to have had that experience They gave us a better life for having had them in our lives. I keep thinking of the words, "To everything there is a season, a time to live, a time to die." Our pets only fault is that they usually die before we do. May we all be re-united with them one day.
God Bless us all.