Our dog got old. She could no longer hear or see well. Then she started falling on occasion and finally couldn’t seem to walk hardly at all. We had to carry her outside to do her business. She was 16 years old. I never wanted a dog. She was a good friendly dog though. She loved being with people. She wasn’t trained to not lick or not beg and she shed like crazy. I complained about the fur. You found it everywhere, even places in the house the dog didn’t go. I teasingly offered her to anyone who gave her any attention, though we never would have actually given her away because it would have been so hard on her. The last few days of her life she would just lay on the towel on the floor and watch us, hardly moving at all. She looked so sad. We decided to have her put to sleep. The people there were great. They gave her a couple shots to make her sleep. She fell asleep being petted. Kenny and Rachel took her. I couldn’t bring myself to go. To me, it was more merciful putting her to sleep than making her live in the condition she was in. To me, she was not human. She was an animal and didn’t even know she was being put to sleep. She had no fear of it. She had no plans for life. However, it still makes me sad to think of this dog I never really wanted. I find myself wishing I had petted her more, given in to her begging (I hate it when dogs beg), etc. She had a good life for a dog. But, perhaps it could have been better. If I think this way with a dog, how much more would it affect me with a person? I think this is a lesson for all of us. Can one ever be too nice to someone? Would you ever regret it after someone died? Regrets are normally more along the line of, I could have been nicer, I could have spent more time with them, I could have been more generous. I think this is hard to do, but it is worth trying. One never knows when someone you love will die. I certainly would prefer there to be no regrets.
Posted on: Thu, 22 Aug 2013 22:09:46 +0000
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