This is probably the hardest post I will ever write. My dog Max, our min- pin of 11 years, had to be put down Wednesday from complications from diabetes. He was a tough guy, and looked like he had 9 lives, always coming back from a set back. He was tired.
We knew it was time and he let us hug him endlessly before he was put down. That part was just so hard. I can’t get it out of my mind. He just lay there on the vet table with his head between his paws as if to say, “I’m ready”…but we weren’t.
Enough of that. He was a great, smart dog and if I were ever to get another, it would be another min-pin, most definitely. He was part clown, I’m sure. They told us when we got him he would not be a lap dog…wrong! He loved being held. He had energy I would kill for! And as far as a watch dog…the best! We will never forget him. He was my first pet that I ever picked out, and I trained him myself. He was easy at that too!
Anyway, the part that hits me the most, now, is the quiet. I can’t get used to it. I keep expecting him to pounce on me while I lay sleeping on the couch, to tell me to take him out and put him into the basement where his bed was. The quiet is what is killing me the most. When the postman comes, and the Chem Lawn guy comes, and we come home from jobs and school…the quiet gets you!
His dish is still sitting on the floor, and something is holding me back from putting it away. Am I crazy! I try telling myself that he’s better off and without pain and in a better place, but I want him with me! I will try to be less selfish, and I have to go on, but Max..we love you always! You were the best and you won’t be forgotten, ever. Until we meet again…<3
Here is a video for “Rainbow Bridge”
Please watch.. and have a tissue ready.:(
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