Yesterday evening we euthanized our old Mastiff mix. It was time. He was very old for a giant breed dog. He had health issues - and some pain. Finally, he had lost his mobility. So, it wasn't unexpected in general - but the exact timing wasn't known before yesterday.
I'm feeling the need for quiet time to myself for awhile. So, I won't be writing here at MDA until I feel like rejoining the discussions here. Meanwhile, let me share a poem that a friend just shared with me.
I'M STILL HERE.....
I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying. You found it hard to sleep.
I whined to you softly as you brushed a tear,
"It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, and I'm here."
I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea,
You were thinking of the many times, your hands reached down to me.
I was with you at the shops today. Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.
I was with you at my grave today, you tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you, that I'm not lying there.
I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said "It's me".
You look so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know that I was standing there.
It's possible for me, to be so near you everyday.
To say to you with certainty, "I never went away".
You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew,
in the stillness of the evening, I was very close to you.
The day is over...I smile and watch you yawning
and say "goodnight God bless, I'll see you in the morning".
And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I'll rush across to greet you and we'll stand, side by side.
I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out...then come home to be with me.