Jul 05, 2004 10:43
Monday July 5, 2004: I lost my best friend
She didn't sleep much at night. She kept pacing around for hours and kept crying. She couldn't find a comfortable place. All I could hear was her crying.
I wanted to call the emergency vet but we put it off b/c we didn't want to put her through anymore stress than she needed. They didn't open until 8:00, it was 6:00 when I made my dad call. We could have taken her to Monroeville but it wouldn't have helped, she could have died in a waiting room there.
Instead she died out on our front porch. We were all with her. Mariah was there too. She layed down and my dad knew she wouldn't be getting back up. She died peacefully with the sunshine on her, she always loved that. It looked like she was just sleeping.
The whole time they were burying her I couldn't look outside. I still can't. They buried her with her blankie and a loaf of bread.I don't know what I'm going to do without her. I love her so much, it all just happened so quick. I mean she went upstairs after everyone left and I think she drank too much water or something and her sides just expanded and she was dry heaving. I thought she was going to die last night but she didn't. I am glad she isn't suffering anymore but I just miss her so much. Now noone is going to sleep under my bed at night and understand me like her.
I am a mess.