My darling boy Willie, my heart dog, my soulmate, today on November 9 three years ago you went to the Rainbow Bridge, and took a part of me with you. My mind is heavy with the memories of that day... of taking you out to lay in the sun for awhile as you loved to do, and looking out a few minutes later to see you laying on the ground, drooling and staring emptily ahead. I ran out and picked you up, bringing you in and weeping. I called your Daddy from work and we took you to the vet, where he told us you had had a stroke. He told us he could try to revive you but most likely if you made it, you would be very disabled. We made that most incredibly painful decision, to let you go on to Rainbow Bridge, to join your brother Cody. I held you in my arms, felt your last peaceful breath as you went on to greener pastures. You were 13 years old, having just had your birthday the day before.
Willie you cannot begin to imagine how painful that was for me... but then maybe you can. You always seemed to know my heart the way no one else could. I did it for you my boy, I knew you were ready, even if I wasn't. There's not a day goes by that I don't think of you, sometimes with a smile, sometimes with tears. Your memorial says it all, my heart.
Tonight your candle burns, as it does eternally in my heart.
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I also wanted to just share a couple little videos I have of my boy. The quality isn't great as I took them off the television. This one has him rubbing his face on the sofa and then patiently putting up with Tasha puppy stealing his bone.
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