On Tuesday I have to take my little dog to the vets for the last time…I’m heartbroken. it’s not my first rodeo as I’ve had many rescues all oldies; so I know what to expect; but this one is particularly hard.. he’s actually been with me the least amount of time but he’s gotten into my heart like no other.
I am so so sad.
I adopted him at 15, a tiny skeletal 2.5kgs of skin and bone. blind, deaf, picked up by the police in a terrible state. Really he came to me from the rescue center for the very end; they couldn’t manage his care in a typical shelter setting and thought he would be obviously able to go more comfortably in a bed in a warm home etc. But then we’ve spent nearly three years together. I assembled a small team of wonderful vets and although he has a lot of health issues, caused by the neglect he suffered for years before he came to me, we really managed to improve his health and he was mostly quite stable. We’ve found a way through together and he has really schooled me in resilience against the odds, about stability and just how to keep going and enjoying the moments of happiness and joy even when things aren’t all great.
I love him so much and I’ll miss him so so so much. I just wondered if there was anyone here to listen 😭💔