My sister recently lost her dear dobie, Harlee. She had to make that incredibly difficult and heart-wrenching decision to help Harlee to the bridge because he was suffering from bone cancer, and his pain had gotten too great. I am posting this for her, and will show her the link, as we all know what a comfort it is to have those who understand what it is to love a dog, and lose or contemplate the loss of our furkids.
Here are a few of her words to me about her beloved Harlee:
He loved me so much, he would lean all his weight on me. He would sit on my feet. About 2 weeks before this happened I was trying to rake the leaves in his yard, and he wouldn't let me. He just kept following me and leaning on me and sitting right in the way, I eventually gave up and just sat with him and petted him. He was never much of a licker, but he leaned on me, he looked at me with such love , unconditional love, I feel lonely, ever so lonely knowing he is gone. I want to tell you more, but I need more time. Just know he did make me feel loved, and I loved him very deeply for his devotion.
Play hard at the bridge sweet Harlee, with Shine and Sam, Cody and Willie, and all our Rainbow Bridge angels, until we are all reunited again someday.
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