My Boy Is Gone

I never post messages but I feel the need to try to get my pain out. I had to put my 19 year old ##-A-Poo, Snuggles, to sleep on Tuesday. I think he had a stroke and his body just started shutting down. He couldn't move and he looked so sad to me. He wasn't in pain. He was just helpless and he looked like he was out of it. I wrapped him up in a blanket and sat in the grass with him before it was time to go. He even ate McDonald's before he left. I knew, because of his age, that it was getting closer. He never suffered a day in his life. Until the last day. It happened so quick. I was so numb yesterday. Today I am like a volcano. Tears are just pouring down my face. They have been all day. What I am thankful for is I know it was his time. His body was strong to last 19 years. It just stopped working yesterday. He was more loyal to me than most people I have known. I didn't know what to do with myself last night. I had this dog since I was seven years old. He went through most of my life with me and I with him. I'm thankful for the many years I had with him. I'm so thankful that he was mine. I hope that I managed to love him as much as he loved me. He did so much for me. There were some days he was my purpose for living. He was a great dog. An amazing friend. My heart is in a million pieces. He deserves tears though. I'm so thankful that I didn't have to worry about him being in pain. I hope I made his exit as easy for him as he made it for me. I know I will feel better someday. I also know I will never have another Snuggles. That will always hurt.

My thoughts are with everyone else who has lost a pet. It is nice to know other people feel the same way. That helps a lot.