Post by nijil-xnv on Mar 28, 2012 11:33:24 GMT -6
I wanted to let you guys know that yesterday, March 27th 2012 I had to face the hardest test of friendship any dog owner will ever have to face. I laid my brilliant, amazing and loving Westie to rest in my grandparents beautiful garden after his long hard battle with kidney failure.
Thank you for all your help, you gave me three extra weeks with my best friend that I would not have had otherwise and there's no way to express how much that meant to me.
Now as I sit in my room, that is far too quiet and there's no nose in my arm asking for my touch I know what alone feels like but not empty. Oskar gave me far too many good memories to leave my heart empty, even if it is broken for a time.
Oskar enjoyed killing stuffed sheep, digging in the yard, cheese burgers, sun shine, ear rubs, belly rubs, licking feet and my pillow, playing with his alien, burrowing in blankets, taking over the world and most of all me.
He used to wait for me to get home and on his last day, I was called home from work to come to his side. My brother said Oskar only moved when he heard my footsteps. I know now that Oskar knew what needed to be done, he was just waiting for me, as he always had, to tell me himself it was time. So, the day ways beautiful, the sun was shining and he fell asleep in my lap, head at my heart, just the same way he picked me out thirteen years ago he close his eyes for the last time.
I love you, Oskar, my Moose, my perfect little dog.
Thank you for all your help, you gave me three extra weeks with my best friend that I would not have had otherwise and there's no way to express how much that meant to me.
Now as I sit in my room, that is far too quiet and there's no nose in my arm asking for my touch I know what alone feels like but not empty. Oskar gave me far too many good memories to leave my heart empty, even if it is broken for a time.
Oskar enjoyed killing stuffed sheep, digging in the yard, cheese burgers, sun shine, ear rubs, belly rubs, licking feet and my pillow, playing with his alien, burrowing in blankets, taking over the world and most of all me.
He used to wait for me to get home and on his last day, I was called home from work to come to his side. My brother said Oskar only moved when he heard my footsteps. I know now that Oskar knew what needed to be done, he was just waiting for me, as he always had, to tell me himself it was time. So, the day ways beautiful, the sun was shining and he fell asleep in my lap, head at my heart, just the same way he picked me out thirteen years ago he close his eyes for the last time.
I love you, Oskar, my Moose, my perfect little dog.
