Lucky was a little terrier-poodle mix. Small little guy but cute as a button. He was abused by several people and passed from family to family to family. I never understood why. He was the sweetest dog and only acted out because that’s how he knew to protect himself from harm. He was decently old when I came into his life, but he and I always had a bond. In 2016 I was hit as a pedestrian by a car and was badly injured. As I was healing at home, this dog stayed on my bed by my side essentially all day and night. He was my friend and protector. It was not my decision to put him down today and I am a lot worse off than I thought. I didn’t go with him to the vets because I wouldn’t have been able to let him go and because of the virus, I wouldn’t have been able to hold his paw as he passed anyway. So that’s why I’m so sad, because 1) he was with strangers, and 2) I just really want him to live on spiritually in some way so maybe one day I can see him again. I’m not religious but I would love to hear some proof of dogs spirits existing so I can feel better. I am truly heartbroken and miss him already so much.
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