At 3:22 this morning, we lost our little Bichon. We knew things weren't looking good for him because he had been refusing food for a couple of days and drinking a lot of water and then throwing up. He lost weight in that short amount of time and got so weak he couldn't stand. Monday night he moaned all night and I didn't get much sleep, but I wanted to be there for him if he needed me. I made an appt. yesterday to take him the vet today and I had a feeling he wouldn't be coming home with me. Last night Chris slept on the couch holding him in his arms. While Chris was loving on him, he stopped breathing and then his heartbeat slowed down until it was gone. I was asleep upstairs and Chris called my cell to get me to come downstairs. He didn't want to wake Gracie and he didn't want to get up because he wanted me to see where Bo was when he died. He looked very content laying next Chris on the pillow. :-) It was my best case scenario...we didn't have to make the decision to put him down.
Chris and I refer to ourselves as Mommy and Daddy to our furry children because like Gracie, they need us to care for them and are totally reliant on us for their well-being. The thought that comes to mind is that Bo was content because he was in the arms of his father and felt no fear...only love.
Someday, hopefully not for a long, long time...I'll feel the arms of my Father around me as I pass from this life into the next. I hope I have the same "smile" on my face that Bo did.
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I'm so sorry about Bo, Angie. But I am glad that he passed in the loving arms of his Master...something we can all anticipate when He calls us home. I'll be praying for the Wilson family in this time of grief. To the world, Bo may only be a dog, but those of us with beloved furry children know better--he was more than just a dog.
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