My Mum and Dad's beautiful rough collie has gone over the bridge.
They are staying with me for a week, and this morning she couldn't get up. They gave her until lunchtime, and when I got home from work Dad said "We need you to call your vet."
Dad and I took her straight down. It was quick, painless and she was ready - she died in Dad's arms while I held her face and kissed her nose and told her she was loved.
She was my mate. She was their dog, but I had a special place in my heart and my home for her - she followed me round like a shadow and I miss her. I am hurting, but so are my parents so I can't let it all out.
So I'm venting here.
She was 14, she had a bloody good life, she was loved by lots of people, and I am trying to be grateful for that, and trying to be grateful that I was there at the end, but it is too raw and it hurts too much. I loved that bloody animal. She was beautiful and quirky and loving and playful and damn near perfect.
She always sat in the same spot at the foot of my stairs and it is so empty tonight.
Goodbye, Molly.
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babybythesea · 22/10/2014 21:12
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