I've experienced loss before, but nothing like losing my pup. Ro yelled and I was out of bed and flying down the stairs, throwing on clothing as I went. Orion was on the floor, not moving. When I touched him, though, he lifted his head, and I dared to hope that he would be okay. Within minutes, we were racing toward the vet ER in Lancaster.
Less than 10 minutes after I was jerked awake, Orion was gone. He passed away, looking his girl in the eyes while we spoke to him and she held him tightly. I kept rubbing his paws, letting him know his mommy loved him and he was a good dog.The best dog ever.
10 minutes. Everything changed in 10 minutes. Best damn dog ever, and I miss him every day. I can't talk about it without getting emotional. His memorial stone is on the way, and when the weather is warm we will plant the white roses Katie gave to us in his memory.
I miss my little old man. He had a happy little butt dance he did when you scratched his tail, and his tail would wag so hard when he was waiting to get on Jilly's bed that you'd think you would have taken to the air.
Every morning I say goodbye to him before I leave for work, just as I did every day when he was alive. But now there is no furry little head to kiss, just a cold grave waiting for roses to be planted in his memory. I miss him so much. I never realized how much it could hurt to lose a four-footed family member. And he wasn't "like" a member of the family. He was family.
Mommy loves you, Orion, and always will.