We had a good day together. Not unlike the rest really.
Awoke at the same time we always do.
Ate breakfast, well at least I did.
Had coffee...you never drank coffee, just water. But today was different.
You did not drink your water, nor the day before as I recall.
We sat in the park. Trees just starting to bloom, birds chirping, a chill in the air carried by steady breezes. Floating clouds, covering the sun.
Didn't have lunch though when we came home.
Took a short nap.
Awoke at our usual time, our naps are like clock-work!
You wanted to go out onto the deck. Needed more fresh air, you said.
I didn't go. I was tired.
I watched you some, and thought, how happy I am to be your friend. You are my best friend! How I am going to miss you when this day is over.
I knew the end was coming. Did you know? Did you sense it? I wondered this over and over in my mind....I just didn't know.
Another nap, and this time I watched you sleep. Well, you were almost asleep. I saw you looking at me a few times.
Dinner time. But we didn't eat. We just sat and talked and took pictures of us, each other. The end was almost there. We felt it coming. I know you did.
We went for a short car ride. My best friend sitting on my lap, quietly looking out the window of the passing houses. I watched her through the mirrors of the car. I will miss that reflection, I thought...
We went inside. you were carried by your "dad". I carried your blanket.
You sat quietly in the waiting room. We waited.
Her name was called, we went back.
Waited some. You starting to get nervous--shaking actually. Tried to calm you.
They came and injected you with a sedative. I don't think it worked. You looked awake and still nervous to me.
They kept waiting for the drug to kick in...
We were kept still waiting some, after they left for a short time. We talked and exchanged our love to each other.
I cried but you didn't. You just gave your usual glances of love...
They came back, and injected you again.
What are you feeling, I thought. I stared at your eyes, stood in front of you so that you could see me.
Your iris was shrinking, quickly I thought, until it was pure black.
You were gone and it was done.
Now I have to learn to live without you---without my best friend. There will never be another....
My Shiloh.
March 18, 2008
Awoke at the same time we always do.
Ate breakfast, well at least I did.
Had coffee...you never drank coffee, just water. But today was different.
You did not drink your water, nor the day before as I recall.
We sat in the park. Trees just starting to bloom, birds chirping, a chill in the air carried by steady breezes. Floating clouds, covering the sun.
Didn't have lunch though when we came home.
Took a short nap.
Awoke at our usual time, our naps are like clock-work!
You wanted to go out onto the deck. Needed more fresh air, you said.
I didn't go. I was tired.
I watched you some, and thought, how happy I am to be your friend. You are my best friend! How I am going to miss you when this day is over.
I knew the end was coming. Did you know? Did you sense it? I wondered this over and over in my mind....I just didn't know.
Another nap, and this time I watched you sleep. Well, you were almost asleep. I saw you looking at me a few times.
Dinner time. But we didn't eat. We just sat and talked and took pictures of us, each other. The end was almost there. We felt it coming. I know you did.
We went for a short car ride. My best friend sitting on my lap, quietly looking out the window of the passing houses. I watched her through the mirrors of the car. I will miss that reflection, I thought...
We went inside. you were carried by your "dad". I carried your blanket.
You sat quietly in the waiting room. We waited.
Her name was called, we went back.
Waited some. You starting to get nervous--shaking actually. Tried to calm you.
They came and injected you with a sedative. I don't think it worked. You looked awake and still nervous to me.
They kept waiting for the drug to kick in...
We were kept still waiting some, after they left for a short time. We talked and exchanged our love to each other.
I cried but you didn't. You just gave your usual glances of love...
They came back, and injected you again.
What are you feeling, I thought. I stared at your eyes, stood in front of you so that you could see me.
Your iris was shrinking, quickly I thought, until it was pure black.
You were gone and it was done.
Now I have to learn to live without you---without my best friend. There will never be another....
My Shiloh.
March 18, 2008
