Hannah R.I.P 1996-2006
I write this now rather than tomorrow...because the good memories today are closer than the end of a life tomorrow
It was perhaps mid october...my freshman year in college when my mom and I drove all the way to houston to pick up the little bundle of life that would serve as our family well a pet yes...but mainly as a friend, a member of the family, and yes a little sister to me. Hannah has been with us a long time time and as the years continued I felt close to a being that was not human but one i loved just as much as one. We had pets before Hannah, but none that stayed with us too long, I mean none that we kept...we eventually gave them away. Hannah was the first pet that became a true member of the family. Hannah was a 4 pound dynamo that would jump and climb and snuggle up to a loved one and bark and yap at any stranger that she took as an invader to her territory and her family.Every time I felt down she knew it and would do her best to climb up into my lap lick my hand and try to comfort me. In the beginning I admit I wasn't really that attached but...by the time I was leaving for college I was going to miss her as much as any other member of my family. Now...she has gotten sick...well rather she continues to get sick for the past year and a half. SHe has trouble using the restroom and it looks as if it hurts. THe dcotors started by saying it was kidney infection here is some medicine she should be ok...but come in just in case it is diabetes. Turns out Hannah has something really wrong with her kidneys. She is in pain and doesn't really have long left. The doctors could do a costly operation but it is one that would perhaps not work even at all. On Monday, this coming Monday Hannah, is going to be..."put to sleep" as it were. That is a gentle and polite way of saying tomorrow, the doctor is going to inject her and cause her to die...peacefully and without pain, rather than keep her in pain for a few days or so. Quality of life and all that...that is all I am going to say on that as this post is one of love and affection for a little yorkshire terrier named Hannah, and not a post on the ethics of ending anylife in such a manner. I love you Hannah you were the greatest most wonderful dog I have ever known, and rank higher than even I few people I know. I love you Hannah and hope the afterlife is full of cats to chase, bones to gnaw on, and places to climb. I will see you again girl...in my dreams (I dreamt of you last night) and when we meet again in heaven.
It was perhaps mid october...my freshman year in college when my mom and I drove all the way to houston to pick up the little bundle of life that would serve as our family well a pet yes...but mainly as a friend, a member of the family, and yes a little sister to me. Hannah has been with us a long time time and as the years continued I felt close to a being that was not human but one i loved just as much as one. We had pets before Hannah, but none that stayed with us too long, I mean none that we kept...we eventually gave them away. Hannah was the first pet that became a true member of the family. Hannah was a 4 pound dynamo that would jump and climb and snuggle up to a loved one and bark and yap at any stranger that she took as an invader to her territory and her family.Every time I felt down she knew it and would do her best to climb up into my lap lick my hand and try to comfort me. In the beginning I admit I wasn't really that attached but...by the time I was leaving for college I was going to miss her as much as any other member of my family. Now...she has gotten sick...well rather she continues to get sick for the past year and a half. SHe has trouble using the restroom and it looks as if it hurts. THe dcotors started by saying it was kidney infection here is some medicine she should be ok...but come in just in case it is diabetes. Turns out Hannah has something really wrong with her kidneys. She is in pain and doesn't really have long left. The doctors could do a costly operation but it is one that would perhaps not work even at all. On Monday, this coming Monday Hannah, is going to be..."put to sleep" as it were. That is a gentle and polite way of saying tomorrow, the doctor is going to inject her and cause her to die...peacefully and without pain, rather than keep her in pain for a few days or so. Quality of life and all that...that is all I am going to say on that as this post is one of love and affection for a little yorkshire terrier named Hannah, and not a post on the ethics of ending anylife in such a manner. I love you Hannah you were the greatest most wonderful dog I have ever known, and rank higher than even I few people I know. I love you Hannah and hope the afterlife is full of cats to chase, bones to gnaw on, and places to climb. I will see you again girl...in my dreams (I dreamt of you last night) and when we meet again in heaven.