I lost my toy poodle of 11 years on Sunday. I guess she was sick the whole time and we didn’t know. Anyway, she started limping, and couldn’t walk anymore. She wouldn’t even react to her favorite quotes “Wanna go for a walk?” and “Lets go to the park!” She just stood still. So we took her to the vet and kept her over night doing tests. No one knew what was wrong.. The next Tuesday they told us that her liver exploded and kidneys are not functioning well. The ONLY thing we could do was put her down, or take her to another hospital for treatment, but they told us either way she wouldn’t make it. I felt my life crashing down, this was my bestfriend. The most loyal friend I’ve ever had. That day, I was working, and I rushed home as soon as possible to say my final goodbyes to her. I was with her for 3 more hours. Suddenly, people started knocking on my door. Family, friends, and even my dog Nala’s brother. They all wanted to say goodbye. It was strange, I didn’t know they cared that much over a dog. She wasn’t a dog to me though. I guess they just realized how much she was apart of the family I guess. When her brother saw her dying on our couch unable to move, he sniffed her, and started crying a little. That was the most touching thing I’ve ever seen. Knowing that animals hurt just as much as humans do. I was fine at the moment. Then when it was time to go euthanize her, I held her one more time and gave her a kiss. I started losing it and my brother gave me a hug. I handed Nala to my mom to go take her. I didn’t have the guts to go. A few moments later, I was thinking of all the memories I had with her. I remember I would beg to my dad “Can we have her!!! Please!!!” The first time I saw she fit perfectly in my palm. I had to take her. When she was finally old enough to leave her mother, we took her home. On the drive home, she would hide under my arm, scared, nervous. I carried her into the house in her blanket. Felt like a mother haha. That night she would not stop crying. I didn’t wanna go to school the next day! We also had another dog, but he was kept outside due to his size. Nala was a house dog. We definitely babied her. A few months later, our other dog died. I was devastated! Then my mom told me “Don’t worry, now you have Nala to take care of…” so I took good care of her. I’ll never forget those moments where she would need help to climb up one step because she was so small. Or the times she would scratch on my door but not come in, but just to check to see if I was okay then she’ll walk away. And the times she would play around with my feet. Hehe, I’m gonna miss her barks, her cries, her big brown eyes and soft brown fur, and the times she’d let us know if someone was at the door. She was always there for me. When I would come home from a bad day, or just feeling sad, she would cuddle up next to me and I’d pet her. She knew when things were wrong. Even the times I’d yell at her, push her away, she’d always forgive me. She’s one friend I will never forget. I love you Nala, and no matter what you’ll always be apart of the family.
I’ll see you at Rainbow Bridge baby girl <3 :’)
love, your bestfriend.