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Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Goodbye Daisy

We've recently had a loss in our family.  My parents' dog, our beloved Daisy, had to be let go. 
She was very old, essentially blind and deaf, had been developing many health problems, including not being able to walk, and was probably in great pain.  I know it had to be done but knowing it is the right thing to do does not make it an easy thing to do.

I loved Daisy.  Before Grace came along, I would visit and take Daisy out for hikes through the back fields and swims in the pond.  She was a great dog and even though I enjoyed all of our family pets, I truly loved Daisy.

Grace loved Daisy too.  Each time we would visit Grandma and Grandpa's first thing she wanted to do (after finding Grandpa outside!lol) was feed Daisy her food.  She was only able to eat small kibble in the end and Grace would hold it out one piece at a time, feeding her by hand.  Daisy would take it willingly and seemed to enjoy this extra bit of attention.

Grace knows that Daisy is in heaven, she of course doesn't really understand what that means but for now it provides the explanation she needs.  Daisy has left both an empty spot in my heart while filling it up with good memories.

 I found the following poem online and thought I would share it here.


The Last Battle
If it be that I grow weak,
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then you must do what must be done,...
For this last battle cannot be won.

You will be sad, I understand;
Don't let your grief then stay your hand.
For this day more than all the rest,
Your love for me must stand the test.
We've had so many happy years -
What is to come can hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer so;
The time has come, so let me go.
Take me where my needs they'll tend
And please stay with me until the end.
Hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time that you will see
The kindness that you did for me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I've been saved.
Please do not grieve - it must be you
Who had this painful thing to do.
We've been so close, we two, these years -
Don't let your heart hold back its tears.

Goodbye Daisy, we'll miss you!
 


 
 




 
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