widowat39's Journal

I am so devastated, my heart is ripping into a million pieces.  My beautiful dog is going to die today.  I am taking her to the vet and having her killed.  I hate myself for having to do this, but I know it is best.  My dog is looking at me with those beautiful brown eyes , eyes that adore me, love me, trust me, and I am taking her to her death.  But I cant stand to watch her suffer any more, she cant even walk now.  she tries to drag her useless back legs around, trying to follow me everywhere.  I cant bear to see her like this.  But I need her.  I cant stop crying.  I wished and wished the last few months that I would wake up in the morning to find that she had died peacefully in her sleep.  Again I have to be the bad guy.  Jacob told me last night that he was going to hate me for this.  He saw her pain, but he is a child trying to wrap his little mind and heart around this.  I think this morning he had made peace with it.  I promised him we will go to the pound tonight.  This one will be his dog truly, he picks her (as long as I agree to)

goodbye my beautiful sheena, you are the best dog I could have ever hoped for, the most loving and sweet family member.