Real love
A couple of days ago, I had to say goodbye to my best friend, and my “baby brother.” My dog Riley was really sick, so we had to put him to sleep. Ugh! I can’t even write about it without crying!
I remember everytime I came home sick from school, my mom or dad would stick him in my room and he would always know when I wasn’t feeling well, and he would come and lay with me. We had him for 13 years, and always made me feel better when I was sick or sad. I hated to see him sick, but I didn’t want to say goodbye to him. I started crying when I hugged him for the last time, and he was tired out, but he gave me a kiss, and it was just like he was telling me it was okay.
I prayed that same night and thanked God so much for blessing my family with the best dog ever. He had his own personality and was just the best ever. I know he is happy and healthy and running around doing fine and that he is gonna be with me always now, but still…Its just a comfort to me to think that when I am sleeping, my little “Bee” will be sleeping next to me.
So, this post is for him. He helped make my struggle easier, and I will love him always.
October 8th, 2007 at 4:51 am
Isn’t it amazing how the best “therapy dog” is the one who does that kind of thing without seeming to think about it? That’s got to be a huge hole in your heart, Jess, but I’ll tell you what … from this side of your writings it has always appeared to me you have a huge heart, and will pull through this major loss in your life just fine. The dichotomy apparent in this post is so interesting: The little girl who’s lost her puppy who just needs huge hugs to help her along … and the very mature young lady who can put those emotions into all the right words. Thanks for opening that huge heart to us.