This place is probably meant to be light and fluffy but my bichon frise baby girl, Paisley, died unexpectedly yesterday at 16.5 years old. I loved her so much. She and my other dog were my babies until I had my daughter 3 years ago. I found her dead. I am so sad she died alone. I never wanted for either of them to be alone when they died. That bothers me the most. I held her for a long time and brought her to the vet on my lap. And then held her even longer at the vet office. She will be cremated and I will get her ashes. They made me a card with her paw print.
My other dog, Gloworm, is also 16. He has not been very well, either.
This hurts so much. They have been with me for over 16 years...longer than any romantic partner. They are family. I don't think I ever want to have a dog again.
I just hope when I die that they are there to greet me. I don't know what happens after you die, but that is what I would like and I have told them so.
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