Sunday, June 09, 2013

Bye my oldest, dearest friend


It is funny that this happened in the week that I started closing the Georgie store down, Georgie himself died last night.  I kind of had a sinking feeling it was coming - the last few nights he has really been trying to sleep next to me on the floor, he has been withdrawing otherwise from the family.  He was sitting outside in the sun for a few days being very low key, and yesterday morning I kept him with me in the warm as our other dog Suki went out to play and he just didn't move for hours.  Stayed completely still. 

He was outside by himself in the cold last night (very unusual) and I went outside to bring him in and laid him out on a wool rug in front of the fire.  He was drooling, which is not something he ever did.  I knew that time would be short from that point - I didn't think it would necessarily be that evening, but I laid down with him and gave him a big pat and scratch and told him that he had been my only family for so long, that if he needed to go, he could as things were different now, that we had come so far and look at where we were.  Kitty came in and curled up with him and I went in to the kitchen and Adam and I subconsciously or otherwise talked about George all night, we talked about all the funny George stories that we remembered.  And how he was the most beautiful dog for our girls to know growing up to never have a fear of dogs.  How patient he was with us and them, he let both girls ride him like a pony and dress him in beads, tiaras and hats.  We started getting read for bed and Adam called me out - Georgie had gone, eyes open but completely peaceful and warm in front of the fire.  We wrapped him up in the wool blanket and put him in the shed to find a place to bury him later today.  

When Ruby woke up this morning, the first thing she came in and asked was "Where is George?", a question that has never come from her before.  She maybe she knew too.

I haven't slept much for tears, but I know he was old and tired and had said goodbye to me in his own way, and I got to say goodbye and thank you too. It was his time, not that I would have ever been ready to say goodbye to my best and loveliest friend.  

6 comments:

reread said...

Oh, poor old baby. Had a bit of a teary over my coffee ...

Freckled Sparrow said...

Oh dear lady, I am so sorry to hear that :( Pets are such wonderful additions in our lives, it is so very hard to lose them. But I am so glad you got to have that special time to acknowledge all that you've shared. Huge hugs to you xxx

Wayward Harper said...

oh sweetie, that's so sad :( But the best possible way to go - loved and safe, warm next to the fire. Now he's off to his next adventure :) xoxo

leslie said...

Oh Sally, such a beautiful post and fitting tribute to such a lovely member of your family. Big hugs for all you. xx

sister outlaws said...

So sorry to hear that Sally. What a gorgeous dog he was. Take care of yourself x

ejorpin said...

What a beautiful, peaceful way to say goodbye to a dear friend... He was clearly so loved, I'm sure he lived a wonderful life x