The wolfdog is mine
While the rottie mix my friend's
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The wolfdog is mine
While the rottie mix my friend's
This is the last photo I took of Ghost. This is how I knew we were at the end of the road. I called my supervisor on the radio and let her know that he was ready to go, and he needed our help. We euthanized him last evening in his enclosure, in the last bit of sun from a warm day, with his companion watching. I held a dish of water up for him to take a last drink, and he lapped it up slowly and gladly. I sat with him and pet his head as he passed, told him he has done well, and let him know it was okay to give in. I am so selfishly sad yet so relieved for him. At times like this, giving the gift of release is the sweetest thing we can do for our friends, and I know it was the right thing. I have more to say, but I'll save it for a day when I'm reminiscing happily rather than missing him bitterly.