Main Memorial
When I brought you home, you and your sister, you were both so tiny, each of you barely a
handful!
You grew, not only in size (my little fat boy!) but you grew deep in my heart.
I got to tell you it was okay for you to go, that you didn't need to worry about me, that I hated to
see you
suffering.
I'd read about some people doing that, giving their companions the 'okay' to move on.
Not long after I was on the phone with someone who calls so very infrequently... and while I'm
there talking,
something inside me started urging me to check on you... my hands started feeling a bit
numb.... I told my
friend on the phone to 'hold on, I need to check something'.
I put my hand in front your nose and I felt no breath.
I switched the light on and I saw that you were no longer there, no longer trapped in a hurting
body.
Chico, my dear one, forgive me for not getting you to the vet earlier although that might not
have altered
things significantly. Forgive me for any stress and discomfort I inadvertently put you through.
Forgive me
for any of the thousand ways I might have failed you over our time together.
Chico, my smiling pal, even to the end you wagged your tail til you had no more energy. I 'll
miss your
presence. Your curling up on any cushion/mat/blanket that presented itself.
When you left, you were in the spot you wanted to be in, you were not in some strange hospital
or
examination room. I'm glad for that tiny comfort you were able to have.
I miss you. It's been about an hour now you trotted off to a happier existence. My heart hurts.
My hands are
still numb. Be at peace my good friend.
I'd like to think our essences might cross paths in a more beautiful place.
Goodbye my beloved Chico.
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