I always start my blogs off by saying good morning. I am always grateful that you spend part of your morning with me. Today is an incredibly sad day for me; as was yesterday.
In two of my previous blogs, I have mentioned that February is one of my favorite months. Well, after yesterday morning, February has become a sad month for me. My dog Dusty passed away at 9:42am. To say I am heartbroken is an understatement.
My dog was the definition of LOVE! Not only was he the definition of love, he was the happiest dog around. He smiled in almost every picture that I took of him. He was the light of the room.
He came into my life July 9, 2006 and he made our home so much happier. Onyx, his big brother, was left home alone while I was work. So, we got Dusty to keep him company and boy did he ever! It wasn’t love at first sight but they became best friends very quickly.
Dusty had so much joy and love in him. He enjoyed toys; he liked to hear the squeaky sounds. He got a kick out of that. He liked playing most with his brother. I called it harassment but he called it playing. Onyx never once complained about how much Dusty bothered him. It was so cute to watch.
All he ever wanted was love! He spent a lot of time curled up in my lap, by my side, or asleep at my feet. He really loved my feet and my shoes. If I wasn’t home he would sleep on my shoes. He was such an amazing dog.
He was often sick or hurt and I took him to the vet often but I didn’t think he’d be gone this soon. I wasn’t ready but he gave me the look and I knew it was time.
Dusty was a lot like me; no matter how sick he was, he never lost his appetite. When he had his last stroke, he lost his ability to walk; he didn’t want drink or eat his regular food. He ate the three snacks I offered him.
When he took his last breath I cried like a baby. I didn’t know I had that many tears inside of me. I cried so much I gave myself a headache. I thought to myself did I do the right thing? Did he have a good life? Was him being sick a result of something I did wrong? Was I a good dog Mom? How will Onyx take it? Will he be waiting for me in heaven? Will I ever feel normal again? Does he know how much I loved him and how he made me a better person? God forgive me for not waiting……….
I miss him so much already. No one has ever loved me more than my dogs. Dusty loved me more then he loved himself. I loved him so much I didn’t want him so suffer anymore.
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