The other night I got mom good. I’ve employed a new ruse. I don’t want to do my big chore out in the
dog yard, so now she’s taking me for short walks so I can take care of
business. Why not? Now I get a walk and great food. Mom’s such a soft touch!!!
But I know she’s leaving. So, I need to take advantage while I can
before she goes as I’m not sure pop will be as gullible! And I’m sorry to say I won’t be posting
because mom’s taking her computer and pop won’t let me use his. He’s afraid I’ll get chicken all over it or
something.
More meds, special food. It's a dog's life. |
February 13 … I felt good this
morning, but by this afternoon I didn’t and didn’t want to eat no matter that
pop brought me the good stuff … chicken and fancy canned food. I want to eat and please, but I couldn’t and
then I threw up. I’ve had a hard time
getting up on the couch, too, and pop knew.
Mom had been out running
errands because she’s leaving on vacation tonight, and when she came home, she
was going to go walking with Rita and Robin.
But she knew there was something wrong.
So she called the vet and they said to bring me in. Pop carried me out in my Beagle bed and
Auntie Rita held me in her lap all the way to the vet.
The vet was really nice to me,
but she told mom I was jaundiced as my liver was failing, and mom knew it was
time to send me over the bridge.
I'm sorry, mom, but you and I both know I have to go. |
I know
I’m a piece of her heart, but she had to do what was right for me … and let me
go with dignity. I know it’s a hard way
to start her vacation, but I was so glad she was here to send me over and spend
my last time here with her holding me tight and telling me she loved me.
She always loved me best. |
I had a great life with mom and pop and the
rest of the crowd. I was loved but I
needed to go. Signing off, folks, and
this is the last Beagle Blog.
Baaarrrrrooooooooooo.
Tuffy February 13, 2016
A Poem to my mom and pop
The day you laid me down to sleep
you prayed to the Lord; my soul to keep
I know you had to send me on my way
but you sent me to a new; better; and much brighter day
you prayed to the Lord; my soul to keep
I know you had to send me on my way
but you sent me to a new; better; and much brighter day
You sent me home; to heaven above
where I'm cradled in God's arms; covered with His love
I understand what you did; you did out of love
and I'll return that love; from my new home above
where I'm cradled in God's arms; covered with His love
I understand what you did; you did out of love
and I'll return that love; from my new home above
My sickness is gone; and I'm free here to roam
I run and play in the meadows; here in my new home
We play here by the Bridge; from morning to night
there is no rain here; just warm sunlight
I run and play in the meadows; here in my new home
We play here by the Bridge; from morning to night
there is no rain here; just warm sunlight
I know you all miss me; I miss you all too
but I'll always be with you; whatever you do
Please wipe the tears; from your weeping eyes
by remembering the good times; from days gone by
but I'll always be with you; whatever you do
Please wipe the tears; from your weeping eyes
by remembering the good times; from days gone by
When you look out; into the dark of night
I'll be that bright star; your guiding light
We'll meet again at the Bridge one day
when we'll walk in the light; together to stay.
I'll be that bright star; your guiding light
We'll meet again at the Bridge one day
when we'll walk in the light; together to stay.
by John Quealy