Really STINKS sometimes!! Sometimes it means that we have to do things that we really don't want to do and it makes us long to be a kid again. Over the Christmas break, my mom and I had "our" choclate lab of almost 12 years put down. Mocha was mine for the first 2 years of her life and belonged to my mom the last 91/2-10 years. OMG! I cried all week knowing we were going to do it and fearing the unknown as I had never experienced this before. And then, I cried ALL weekend afterwards. Even with all of that, I would not have changed a thing. The tears were well spent and this made me slow down a bit and even though some would say "put it in perspective- it's a dog"---this experience made me stop and reflect on the meaning of life and what is important.
This was the image ( and yes these are my BRAND NEW Whipper Snapper stamps!) my mom called to tell me "when"...and this is the card that I am sending to the vet that helped us through that morning. It has sat unfinsihed until tonight and looking at the card still carries an "unfinished" tone but I need to leave it and get the card sent. The ladies at the veternarian's office were wonderful to us and very professional. Looking back now....I realize how many times my mother has had to experience this particular task....we have had a lot of pets through my 39 years of life--my goodness the woman needs to be nominated for sainthood! She was afraid that the vets office would judge her (Mocha was never a healthy animal) for "giving up" or not taking care of her "good enough". The ladies at the vet were amazing and kind...at a time when it was needed the most. We could not have asked for better people!
Wednesday, January 14
Being Grown Up....
Really STINKS sometimes!! Sometimes it means that we have to do things that we really don't want to do and it makes us long to be a kid again. Over the Christmas break, my mom and I had "our" choclate lab of almost 12 years put down. Mocha was mine for the first 2 years of her life and belonged to my mom the last 91/2-10 years. OMG! I cried all week knowing we were going to do it and fearing the unknown as I had never experienced this before. And then, I cried ALL weekend afterwards. Even with all of that, I would not have changed a thing. The tears were well spent and this made me slow down a bit and even though some would say "put it in perspective- it's a dog"---this experience made me stop and reflect on the meaning of life and what is important.
This was the image ( and yes these are my BRAND NEW Whipper Snapper stamps!) my mom called to tell me "when"...and this is the card that I am sending to the vet that helped us through that morning. It has sat unfinsihed until tonight and looking at the card still carries an "unfinished" tone but I need to leave it and get the card sent. The ladies at the veternarian's office were wonderful to us and very professional. Looking back now....I realize how many times my mother has had to experience this particular task....we have had a lot of pets through my 39 years of life--my goodness the woman needs to be nominated for sainthood! She was afraid that the vets office would judge her (Mocha was never a healthy animal) for "giving up" or not taking care of her "good enough". The ladies at the vet were amazing and kind...at a time when it was needed the most. We could not have asked for better people!
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Eva! I'm so sorry to hear that you and your Mom had to put Mocha down! It's not an easy thing to do but it is a necessary thing to do FOR THEM! I just wanted you to know that I'm so sorry!
Yuki
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