woe is me
Our dog, Cassie, was hit by a car today.
I’m still not sure exactly what happened. My mum got a call from my brother this evening while we were at the bakery finishing up for the day. My dad and I were in the middle of preparing stuff for the next day when we heard her anxious tone on the phone with my brother. She then dropped the phone and collapsed on the floor. My dad and I rushed to her side as she started crying. I picked the phone up and asked my brother what was going on.
In a quiet and trembling voice, he told me that Cassie had been in an accident. She died from her injuries.
I asked him how it happened. We were all still in shock, my mum was hysteric with grief. She broke down in tears and anguish over and over again. I had to excuse myself to the back room in order to hear my brother over her sobbing.
My brother was walking from home to the train station to get back to the bakery when he noticed that Cassie had climbed the fence to the front yard again. She usually does it for attention to let her in, but occasionally she goes out to explore.
We’ve always been concerned that she may get into trouble one day, but we couldn’t find a way to keep her in the backyard. Our fence is 2m high, and she’s a relatively small dog. It’s quite a feat.
On this occasion she decided to follow my brother as he was walking to the station. My brother noticed her and decided to walk her home and put her back in the backyard.
She’s always been a relatively street smart dog, being lost a couple of times to our despair, but she’s always returned home. This time, she apparently strayed onto the road and into the path of an oncoming car. My brother witnessed the tragic event. The driver offered to drive my brother and our dog to the vet hospital in Yagoona.
There was nothing the veterinarian could do. Cassie died in my brother’s arms from internal injuries.
He decided to take her home and then called us at the bakery.
We rushed home to see him sitting quietly with Binky in his arms and Cassie was wrapped in a blanket on the floor by his side. We had to see her one last time as we gathered around her and pet her lifeless body.
Mum burst into tears again. I couldn’t hold mine back either. We saw Cassie as a third child in the family. We’ve had her for 10 years. We were all mourning for our beloved lost pet.
As a family, we decided to bury her in the backyard. My dad, brother and I got to work on it while my mum tried to console herself with Binky In her arms.
Spade and pick axe in hand, we chose a suitable location where we could plant a tree in her memory on top of her grave. We dug in the cold, still night air for over an hour, each of us taking turns to share the workload. When it was deep enough, I left my dad and brother to finish up. I couldn’t bear to watch.
As my parents and brother cleaned themselves up and prepared to get back to the bakery to finish the stuff we left there in a hurry, I was left to keep an eye on Binky. We’re letting her stay in the house tonight. I feel so sorry for her.
I took some time to say my goodbyes to Cassie before I came back into the house for the night. She was getting on in years; she was starting to get some grey patches of fur. Mum said she finds it hard to accept that Cassie had to go that way. When you raise a dog for 10+ years, you’d be able to accept it when natural causes take her away. It was just so sudden and drastic the way she was taken from us.
I’m glad she had the chance to experience birth, blessing us with a new member to our family, although it wasn’t planned.
I don’t know if Binky understands what’s happened. I made a promise to Cassie that we are all going to take good care of her puppy. She’s grown quite a bit and you can see how much she resembles her mother as she gets bigger.
Cassie will be sorely missed.
Rest in peace, girl.
I’m still not sure exactly what happened. My mum got a call from my brother this evening while we were at the bakery finishing up for the day. My dad and I were in the middle of preparing stuff for the next day when we heard her anxious tone on the phone with my brother. She then dropped the phone and collapsed on the floor. My dad and I rushed to her side as she started crying. I picked the phone up and asked my brother what was going on.
In a quiet and trembling voice, he told me that Cassie had been in an accident. She died from her injuries.
I asked him how it happened. We were all still in shock, my mum was hysteric with grief. She broke down in tears and anguish over and over again. I had to excuse myself to the back room in order to hear my brother over her sobbing.
My brother was walking from home to the train station to get back to the bakery when he noticed that Cassie had climbed the fence to the front yard again. She usually does it for attention to let her in, but occasionally she goes out to explore.
We’ve always been concerned that she may get into trouble one day, but we couldn’t find a way to keep her in the backyard. Our fence is 2m high, and she’s a relatively small dog. It’s quite a feat.
On this occasion she decided to follow my brother as he was walking to the station. My brother noticed her and decided to walk her home and put her back in the backyard.
She’s always been a relatively street smart dog, being lost a couple of times to our despair, but she’s always returned home. This time, she apparently strayed onto the road and into the path of an oncoming car. My brother witnessed the tragic event. The driver offered to drive my brother and our dog to the vet hospital in Yagoona.
There was nothing the veterinarian could do. Cassie died in my brother’s arms from internal injuries.
He decided to take her home and then called us at the bakery.
We rushed home to see him sitting quietly with Binky in his arms and Cassie was wrapped in a blanket on the floor by his side. We had to see her one last time as we gathered around her and pet her lifeless body.
Mum burst into tears again. I couldn’t hold mine back either. We saw Cassie as a third child in the family. We’ve had her for 10 years. We were all mourning for our beloved lost pet.
As a family, we decided to bury her in the backyard. My dad, brother and I got to work on it while my mum tried to console herself with Binky In her arms.
Spade and pick axe in hand, we chose a suitable location where we could plant a tree in her memory on top of her grave. We dug in the cold, still night air for over an hour, each of us taking turns to share the workload. When it was deep enough, I left my dad and brother to finish up. I couldn’t bear to watch.
As my parents and brother cleaned themselves up and prepared to get back to the bakery to finish the stuff we left there in a hurry, I was left to keep an eye on Binky. We’re letting her stay in the house tonight. I feel so sorry for her.
I took some time to say my goodbyes to Cassie before I came back into the house for the night. She was getting on in years; she was starting to get some grey patches of fur. Mum said she finds it hard to accept that Cassie had to go that way. When you raise a dog for 10+ years, you’d be able to accept it when natural causes take her away. It was just so sudden and drastic the way she was taken from us.
I’m glad she had the chance to experience birth, blessing us with a new member to our family, although it wasn’t planned.
I don’t know if Binky understands what’s happened. I made a promise to Cassie that we are all going to take good care of her puppy. She’s grown quite a bit and you can see how much she resembles her mother as she gets bigger.
Cassie will be sorely missed.
Rest in peace, girl.