April 15, 2020 and April 17, 2020
April 15, 2020
Sleep was scarce, the night was long.
Our dog cried out, there’s something wrong.
I gave him meds, I stroked his head
He dozed a little in his bed.
He could not settle in one spot.
The pills helped some but not a lot.
Still restless, it was just past four,
He wanted out, stood at the door.
He did his business, came back in,
But would not go to bed again.
He settled down beside his dish
A bowl of food, his constant wish.
I don’t know what this day will bring,
I pray he makes it through the spring.
When meds no longer help with pain,
We’ll have to choose to be humane.
April 17, 2020
The pain meds worked for two more days,
Was back to normal Charlie ways.
Then late last night, in pain he woke.
His panicked look, “Help something’s broke.”
I helped him up, it hurt to walk.
My wife and I sat down and talked.
We made the call, the late-night vet.
The choice was hard, we’re both upset,
But in the end, we did what’s right
To end his suff’ring late last night.
Such a beautiful poem about him, he had so much love given through his life and was a true blessing to others.
Love much,
Christina
I am so sorry for your loss. the Poem was so helpful as usual. I am crying now for your loss and remembrering ours when I held our dog, Shadow, and sought release from his pain and his life.
Marta and Mike
I understand how difficult these coming days will be, John. Thinking of you and your wife. You gave Charlie a great life, and he added so much to yours!
Be well,
Becky