I went to work early to get stuff done. Then I left early to get home to the doggie. We spent the afternoon together. Tricks for cookies. Ted Drewe's custard. Nappin' on the bed. Hugs. Kisses.
It was our last afternoon together. I cried off and on. I've been crying inside for weeks, but I finally let loose. My poor doggie couldn't walk anymore, couldn't climb the stairs, and paced anxiously. I carried her everywhere, gave her rides on the mama-vator. Even gave a little elevator "ding" at the top of the steps for her. More hugs. More kisses.
Then it was time to go. Crying turned to sobbing, all the way to the vet. Once we got there, some family time before we headed in with her. I told her how much I loved her. How I'd always be her mama. How she was such a good dog. Those were the last words she heard.
Thirteen years ended today. How can something like that just end? It was like a switch. We left with a dog, but came home just the two of us. Now she is physically gone, but still in my heart.
Love ya, boo-boo. I'll always be your mama.
I bought a single trusting heart
That gave devotion from the start
If you think these things are not for sale
Buy a brown-eyed puppy with a stump for a tail
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