Sad Day
I began to think she could live forever, this Stella Girl. Just when I thought she might be down for the count, she'd rally back strong. Given about three months to live after her back-to-back surgeries, she just passed the one year, nine month mark. Amazing. A defier of the odds. Last week, we were taking our daily walks through the neighborhood and she was leaping off curbs and galloping across streets like a puppy.
In the last week everything has changed. This time, there's no rallying back. It has happened so fast. I've been with her, sitting next to her, taking her all in, whispering in her droopy deaf ears, and slipping a bowl of water under her chin from time to time. This afternoon, her vet will come and we will set her free.
I just wish she'd quit looking at me with those huge brown eyes, because this time they're saying good-bye.
Reader Comments (1)
Oh sweet Stella. Journey in peace brave girl. I know in your next life (or up in pup heaven) you will be galloping, sniffing, barking and giving it your all. It has been a pleasure and an honor to have been able to share in your life. I have loved your mom's stories of you.
I am so sad