In another sign of my life changing, at 24, I guess this is one of the final ways of saying I have to keep moving on in life.
We had to let Abigail go yesterday. She was about 10. She’s always been there for me. This is hard. She was having seizures and every time she came out of sedation she would go into seizures again. We had no choice. I layed on the floor at the vet and held her tightly and gave her a tear bath as she passed. I held her for several minutes after as well. It was hard but I’m glad I was able to be there for her as opposed to the awful way Winston passed a few years ago. We love you baby girl.
I was so worried about what she was going to do when I move. She always made sure I went to sleep before leaving my room every night. When I was in Carbondale, she did the same thing to my sister. Then my sister moved out and this past year of being out of school we became best of friends again, she would always hang out in my room when I was in there and watched me as I used the computer. She would always wait on the couch for me to come home from work or whatever. I guess maybe she didn’t want me to have to worry now that Sasha and I would have both moved out. She was the sweetest, prettiest, funniest girl. People that don’t think pets are like family are crazy, it’s just as hard as losing a human. I hope that if there’s an afterlife she’s out there catching up with Winston, who we tragically lost three years ago.
It’s definitely been a whirlwind of a month so far.
Common Grounds reception tomorrow at 2 pm.
Moving day is in 3 days! Excited and nervous… and man I’ve been on an emotional roller-coaster the last several weeks and months even.
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