Last July, I lost my precious Yorkie, Mitzie. She was 11 years old and died very suddenly of heart failure. I was in shock at first,then I cried for days. She was such a special little dog. She was very calm and never barked. I loved her so much and held her as they put her to sleep. My face was the last face she saw and my voice the last she heard. When the dr told me she was gone,I just went hysterical, beggging and begging her not to leave me.
Mitzie and I were very attached to each other. She was of great comfort to me when my son became ill.
I did not have a compassionate vet. She decided I had been there long enough and tok my arm and said,"Come on, it's time for you to leave". I looked over my shoulder to get one last look at Mitzie and she stepped in my line of vision and said,"NO! The dog is dead. Your dog is dead". Then she shut the door in my face. I stood outside, devastated. I did call the head vet and told him what she did and he was very apologetic. I've known him almost 25 years and I wish it had been him there because he was so compassionate.
Now,here I am. It hurts SO MUCH to be without her. I just can't seem to get over her. It's like a knife in my heart when I realize I'll never see her again. We have one other Yorkie who is really big,23 pounds. He's a sweet boy but more my husbands's dog.
Can someone PLEASE help me to finally accept Mitzie's death? People keep telling me to go get anotherr one but I don't want to. This tore my heart out and I never want to have that happen to me again.
Mitzie and I were very attached to each other. She was of great comfort to me when my son became ill.
I did not have a compassionate vet. She decided I had been there long enough and tok my arm and said,"Come on, it's time for you to leave". I looked over my shoulder to get one last look at Mitzie and she stepped in my line of vision and said,"NO! The dog is dead. Your dog is dead". Then she shut the door in my face. I stood outside, devastated. I did call the head vet and told him what she did and he was very apologetic. I've known him almost 25 years and I wish it had been him there because he was so compassionate.
Now,here I am. It hurts SO MUCH to be without her. I just can't seem to get over her. It's like a knife in my heart when I realize I'll never see her again. We have one other Yorkie who is really big,23 pounds. He's a sweet boy but more my husbands's dog.
Can someone PLEASE help me to finally accept Mitzie's death? People keep telling me to go get anotherr one but I don't want to. This tore my heart out and I never want to have that happen to me again.
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