Knowing when to let go.

Thank you, everyone, for your kind words about our Cocoa. I still have weepy moments and a little pity-party here and there. Also, our Callie is in mourning. I really didn't think it would affect her so much as she and Cocoa were really just roommates-they didn't play or really love on each other, but I suppose not all Sisters do that, but still care for each other.

I often wonder if your pets know exactly how much you really LOVE them.

The hardest part at times is KNOWING when to let go.
We struggled for days.
She was still eating. She was still getting up and following us around the house. She still seemed content and her nub wagged when you came home.
But then, I just knew.
She was so thin.
She'd stopped snoring a few weeks ago when she slept and she was a notorious loud snorer and I felt she wasn't able to sleep well.

The Coach was adamant about her being euthanized at home and not in the vets office where she was always nervous. When it was Ozzie's time to go, his specialist came to the house and did it for us and we wanted the same for our Cocoa. (all of our pets are buried in the garden)

This time we didn't have her regular vet come as she was going back and forth to the specialist office and her regular vet. They don't always offer in-home euthanasia. The receptionist at the specialist office recommended Lap of Love to us.
I called on Monday morning and the coordinator on the phone was more than kind and sensitive. She found the vet in our area that they used and set up a time for us later that day.
The Dr. came at her specified time. Of course both Callie and Cocoa popped up seeing someone at the door and both greeted her happily. *sigh*

Dr. Maggie was more than sweet and loved on both our girls as we talked about Cocoa's situation. She agreed by just looking at her and hearing of her ailments (and her VERY OLD age) that we were making the best decision for Cocoa.

It was a 35-45 minute process from arrival to departure: the Dr was so sweet and gentle with our girl and our hearts.

She quietly laid on her bed surrounded by the three of us and seemed content and not in the least stressed.

A tuft of her hair and a forever paw print for keeping. 

Ok. I'm not gonna talk about it anymore. But I might drop a few tears now and then, but even tears have to stop sometime.


XOXO