It's been a month since I had to to euthanize my dog Blue. I still can't believe that he's gone. I miss him more and more every day. When no one was around he was my best friend. Always by my side. These are a couple pictures of him before I sat down and hugged him and cried for two hours. Two days before the hardest decision I have ever made in my life.
When I sat up from hugging him and went to stand up he put his paw on my leg. It kind of felt like an"I love you and it's ok" like a thank you for the wonderful times together. Dog always loved his ball right up to the end even if we couldn't play for the last few years of his life. I think we were both a little bummed when that time came.
Last night Blue visited me. I heard a very familiar sound and my heart stopped. His ball fell out of a sweatshirt pocket in my closet and bounced on the floor... I cried...a lot. I'm crying as I type this. I miss him and just wish I could cuddle with my boy one more time.
You might of been 13 and a half but you were always my puppy. Again, rest easy Lou.
