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[link]So last week we put down my beagle of 13 years. It tore me apart, I loved my little girl, and seeing her suffer from so many different symptoms like sores all over her body, a swollen mouth, ear infections, acting delusional, not eating... well, it was terrible for me. I had been trying since last fall to keep her healthy, spending my hard earned money on vet trips and meds, but nothing was helping and she just got sicker. And for a long time, I denied putting her down because I just didn't want to say goodbye.
Needless to say, the whole incident tore me up. Having to see my baby go like that was one of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make, but I've had some amazing friends comfort me and tell me what I did was right. She was suffering and she was only going to get worse, and I only wanted what was best for her.
I made this drawing the same day it happened after watching All Dogs Go To Heaven (I NEEDED to cry). It took me all week, but I'm fairly happy with it.
On the left is the night sky, since she was born on a new moon and died on a full moon. It was one of the most beautiful full moons I'd ever seen.
In the middle is a rainbow, based off this poem, which was sent to me by an acquaintance:
[link]And on the right is our other dog Hershey who died in 2003 greeting her in Heaven where they can play together.
If you want to know what she looked like, here:
[link]I'll always miss Freckles, but I do take comfort knowing she's not suffering anymore.
Be a good girl and wait for me, Freckle Bunny.
But holy crap this is a really really pretty picture. I can't imagine anyone who has lost a pet not finding this adorable and heartwarming. I like how you went with a duality in the middle of the picture separated by the rainbow.
Thanks, dude. I appreciate it.
but I am rambling ON....I and everyone else already told you, you made the right call, it wasn't an easy one to make and that Freckles isn't hurting anymore, not to mourn her but to rejoice that she is no longer in pain.
now I know it's been awhile, but if you need to talk to someone, you can call me or text me- even if it's 4am I'll still answer. I've lost my fair share of pets, including a cat I had for 18 years. So I know how hard it is, it's not LIKE losing a member of the family= it IS losing a member of the family and we are conditioned to belief it gets easier with time- but it doesn't...does it? it actually has the opposite effect it seems to get more and more tender ans raw each time. but you are a lot stronger than I think you give yourself credit for. I do not envy the choice you had to make and I'm sure if Freckles could talk she would thank you for releasing her from her earthly shell.
and I think THAT is what you have drawn here...she looks so happy and free but more importantly she is not alone.
and know that you aren't either
Well, do give Macho all the love and attention he deserves while you still can.
But wow, Candy, those were some beautiful words. So beautiful I had trouble reading them for a long time because it stung so bad.
You're art is very awesome and also little sad, but always beautiful.
I watched part of the beginning of All Dogs go to Heaven, but I never finished it - I hardly know the plot of the story besides the main character realizing he didn't want to die, and brought himself back to life...
but yeah, 13 years is pretty old for a dog, and unfortunately, it seems most pets get sick once they start getting older. I hope you get through this