I lost my parents a little more than a year ago. Since then, I’ve been taking care of Bailey, their golden retriever. He is almost 15. I take him for daily walks, and he’s by my side constantly when I’m home. He’s been slowing down, but he loves those walks. I’ve been out of town on business for the last 2 weeks, so during that time my roommate has been taking care of him. She has been calling, saying that he’s acting strange – not moving from his blanket, not eating, not interested in going outdoors or for his walks, not going to the bathroom. At first, we thought he was moping because I was gone, but it was getting progressively worse. She took him to the vet, who says it’s time to put him down. That’s so sad to me, but I want to do what is best for him. I plan to have him cremated and spread his ashes in the same mountain spot that my parents chose for themselves. I’m hoping to get some ideas on ways to make this easier, both for Bailey and for me. I feel like I’m losing not only a good friend but another piece of my parents. I’m flying home Friday to take him in to the vet.
Thanks. It does feel like a lot of things are happening all at once, but I know it will all work out okay eventually. A day at a time, right?
thats all you have to do,its 2am here,5th of september,funny how some dates stick in your head.
just wanted to add,write down a few memories about bailey,write down about tonight and the past few days,in a few months you can look at what you wrote as see how far you have come.
thats all you have to do,its 2am here,5th of september,funny how some dates stick in your head.
just wanted to add,write down a few memories about bailey,write down about tonight and the past few days,in a few months you can look at what you wrote as see how far you have come.
I am going to start on a scrapbook for him. I had planned on pictures, but you just gave me the idea to add thoughts and stories to it. Some of the pictures are Bailey with my parents. They were always telling stories about him - he was like a second child to them. Anyway, I'm liking the idea of writing out some of the stories so I don't forget them.
Well, Bailey has been put to sleep. I'm sad, but also relieved for him. I could see the pain in his eyes, but he was so sweet and loving to the end. So now I'm here reading this site for a while to take my mind off of it - and when I calm down a little I'm going to head out to a movie for a while.
Rest in peace Bailey.
I really do believe when we go to the great beyond our dogs are the first ones to greet us.
Take care.
You guys are a great support group. I feel like I found you all just in time.
Artlady - That was a sweet poem. I felt like it was written for Bailey, and it will be a nice addition to my album. Thanks.
I have been in here reading, just waiting for the sun to come up. Now that it's light, I'm taking a run. That always starts my day off so well, and then it's a day of college football. I'm going to sort pictures for the album as I watch the games.
One of the best poems I've ever read about euthanasia.
If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this -- the last battle -- can't be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don't let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn't want me to suffer so.
When the time comes,
please, let me go.
Take me where, to my needs they'll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don't grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We've been so close -- we two -- these years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.
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