It still feels unreal to me and the house is so empty (even with Weezie here) yet the silence seems so overwhelmingly loud, screaming at me - where is my boy?
The photo is of Gizzy sleeping his last night with me last night and he let me know in no uncertain terms that he was too tired to go on. I had the Vet check him over and he agreed as did a couple of my friends who helped me cope this morning. I know that I did the right thing and prolonging his life would have been cruel. This boy was a good dog and he deserved to leave with some dignity. He was very proud and wanted to be clean and handsome - even to the very end. Gizzy, you have left a hole in my heart the size of a crater and I will never ever forget my big little boy with the fly-away ears. Thank you for giving me such wonderful times and please, wait for me at the Rainbow Bridge! I love you and miss you so much!
