Buddy passed away on Saturday afternoon. It was the best ending possible. I wanted him to be able to die here at home rather than being euthanized in the veterinary clinic. We were granted that wish. We spent the past two days keeping him comfortable, telling him how much he was loved, and that he was free to let go.
He did let go, in the spot of his choosing, while the children were napping. My husband and I were by his side the whole time, comforting him in his final moments. I truly believe he was in no pain until the very last minute, and for that I am incredibly thankful. I am so very grateful that we were able to be with him!
We buried him in our backyard so that he will always be at his home.
I wanted to use this opportunity to give thanks and remembrance to a most loyal, dependable, loving dog.
Thank you for bringing such joy into our lives when we brought you home as a puppy. You were like a first child to us, as is the case for many young married people who own a pet before having children. You were such a fun-loving dog, full of non-stop energy and rambunctiousness. There was never a dull moment.
Thank you for watching over my sons. I remember you laying outside each of their bedroom doors or on the floor next to their crib, protecting and watching over them always.
Thank you for protecting us. You never let a person come within 50 yards of our house without letting us know. You were very cautious when a stranger entered. Thank you.
I'm sorry the past few years haven't been the happiest for you. I know you didn't enjoy being tortured by little boys, the sound of their high-pitched voices made you screech, and you got brushed to the side a lot by the adults.
I hope, if nothing else, that you knew how much you were loved. I am so grateful you were a part of our lives.
Buddy & I, winter 2003