Tears were running down my cheeks, down my neck, while I read your latest post. I have blocked a lot of harsh memories during those last hours during Foxy Jeans" life, and , your post , anchored me in the chair in front of my computer.
Wow, I am experiencing something now, something that I thought was hidden . You are so up front, and so personnal with your pain. I tend to deny those memories. Those, Flash Light memories.

Because, being older now, I knew what was going on that night.I really knew that Foxy was going to die. Dam!!! I chose to "block out the memories of those horrid last days .And then, you used a flash light on ME when I read your post.
Thank You .I sure did need your reply.

As it was, on December 22nd, 2005---
We had an appointment the next day, to put Foxy Jean down.Oh well, Foxy Jean helped me to avoid that experience altogether when she died on my bed instead.

I cried so hard when I read about Tok being eased from his pain. About his hugs good-bye.

And, also about your dog who grieved afterwards.

You vividly posted those last moments with Tok. For all the world to read.

You are so brave to have submitted this tribute for TOK on a forum!!!!

You have acknowledged my inner most pain, a memory that I guarded,and thought I had successfully blocked. Tok was digging, digging, digging.And, Foxy was always trying to find a place to hide from me, so she could just die. She was not affaid to die at all.

Foxy Jean was my gift from God!!!! Thank-you for helping ME to understand her so well.