That's how old my "baby" was today when we said goodbye. Good bye BeBop. You've been a good dog. I picked him out when he was 5 weeks and have him in my home(s) since he was 7 weeks. There's nothing like the unconditional love of a dog to get you through the hard days/times.
I know you're going to enjoy playing and running and eating to your heart's content. I know Spanky, Lexi and Brandy will show you the ropes. I know that my Grandpa Tubbs will take good care of you because he knows how important you are to me.
The procedure itself was quick and painless. Almost too quick. It completely broke my heart to just watch him lay down, but I'm VERY happy I was there talking to him when his little heart stopped beating. I am VERY grateful that my husband could be there to hold my hand and give me the hugs that I needed.
All I can do is cry today. I know the steps for grieving. I know each day gets better, but that doesn't make today easy.
Thank you to everyone who is supportive and understanding of this situation. I will probably be in seclusion (as much a mommy of 2 can be) for a few days so if I don't answer emails or post on FB or MySpace, please understand. This was by far the hardest goodbye for me to date.
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