After Sammie died this morning, Munchkin talked to her for a few more minutes, telling her how she'll miss her and how much she loves her. Before it was all said and done, we'd all cried at least a little (I got choked up as I sang), even the seasoned veterinarian. I asked him if it always gets to him and he said "No. But sometimes when you can see a pet has been well-loved and well-cared for their whole life..." I was honored.
Munchkin has told everyone today that she knew Sammie: "My WHOLE LIFE." This is true - all four sweet, precious years of her life thus far, Munchkin has had Sammie. So has Pepper for all 10 years of her life. But I knew Sammie the longest, even though it was only a third of my life so far ;-).
You know, I've called this blog "Watching my first dog age", but actually Sammie was my DH Andy's first dog too. She broke him in as she did me, my brother, our mother... Thank you, Sammie, for being a wonderful first dog. You are missed already.
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Making the decision to help a beloved pet move on is the hardest and most sacred responsibility we have, as owners. You did a good thing today. You put the needs of another before your own. You showed your love for Sammie, though causing pain for yourself. It's always difficult, but sharing the last moments of the life of one you hold so dear is a humbling, deeply moving experience. Sammie was a real sweetheart and we'll all miss her.
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Love, Sherry
Thanks, Sherry. I knew you'd understand. My mom told me how proud she was of me for making the decision and doing what I knew was kindest, most humane, right to do for my faithful, loving, wonderful Sammie. When do the tears stop? They aren't constant, but they are constantly returning...I'm grieving the loss of a beloved family member, so I shouldn't expect it to be quick. I don't think I'd even want that. It wouldn't be right somehow.
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