My Best Friend

I had to let my love, best friend, companion, the best dog you could ever have. My Blue was almost 15 years old but I am pretty sure she had cancer. I didn't want to make her go through testing, medicine, or surgeries so I kept her comfortable. She was not doing good the month of March but I was selfish and did not want to let her go in my birthday month. I wanted her to stay with me until after Easter her favorite holiday. Every morning it was getting harder for her to wake up and get out of bed. I would have to pick her up and hold her until she got her balance then she was good to go. The week before Easter she stopped eating, she would go to her dish and paw it but not eat. I started giving her can food which was easy for her to eat. I made the hard decision it was time to let her go.. Broken inside I made the appointment at the vet and took the day off of work to spend all day with her. She was happy I was home with her but wanted to do her own thing sleep in her living room bed. We put her in the car, rolled down the window and took our drive. She didn't want to lay down so we left the windows down and in the back seat was the biggest smile on her face with the wind blowing on her. We had hair all over us but it didn't matter as long as she was happy on her last ride. I couldn't keep it together at the vet and cried my eyes out as I let her go. She came back home with us to be laid to rest next to her Scruffy. We put her on her bed and covered with her blankey. I know this is for the best she would have never left me.

It has been over a month now and I still tear up thinking about my baby. I still look for her behind me, look over when I wake up where her bed was and sometimes still hear her walking in the hallway. I know it will pass and I have never felt this bad losing one of my dogs but there was something special between Blue and I. Something I may never have with anything else in my life. She was my true love. I Love you Blue.