I still find it hard to believe he's gone. How he left this world was just so tragic. When we love and care for our pets with all ours hearts, of course we want them to go peacefully. What gives me relief is knowing he is whole again and no longer has to suffer from awful seizures. Also, that I was with him by his side. I truly believe he appreciated having the comfort of my smell, voice, and touch.
I found out another important lesson I learned from all this though. Those of you may remember the rescue I volunteer with was caring from him and going to adopt him out due to our life altering family tragedy. Then he started having the seizures so we took him back home. When he came back I realized in such hard times it's important to stick together, not drift a part. If he didn't have the seizures and was adopted out, I would have regretted it forever. I also saw how much he missed being home and with us.
I was listening to a Kenny Chesney song and part of the chorus I could really relate to.
It ain't fair you died too young
Like a story that had just begun
But death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All the hell that I've been through
Just knowing, no one could take your place
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