Jude is gone....we let her go yesterday. We've had to take two beloved pets to the vet to be euthanized, and I hope not to have to do that again for a long while. Doug and I stayed with her until the end...and this time, we stayed a while longer. The room was so quiet for that time afterwards. The vet, the veterinarian's assistant, Doug and myself just fell into some time warp....it was only when I looked up from my sobbing that I saw my poor, frail little Jude on the table. She was all curled up....the way she loved to sit when she climbed up near the windowsill and basked in the sun....only she looked like a tiny kitten to me. The vet broke the silence and said, "This was a very brave decision, and I feel it was the right one." That may have been what I wanted deep inside to hear....but it was still hard to swallow. This end was my decision....one that took a lot of thought and prayer, and one I am still trying to gather peace over.
A friend gave me a card with this story.....if you find it a bit corny, you probably never had a true four-legged friend, nor have you found yourself in my state of mourning this kind of loss. Nonetheless, it touched me, and gave me something to look forward to.
http://www.indigo.org/rainbowbridge_ver2.html
