Our beloved Carmelo. Ripped from our lives too early.
by Moni Ginn
(Ithaca, NY, USA)
Carmelo waiting to go for a walk.
Two days ago our wonderful dog Carmelo was lethargic and didn't get excited to go for a walk. At least not physically. I knew something was wrong. I got him to the vet 3 hours later and she just shook her head and said that he was bleeding internally and would not last much longer. I was so devastated. I could hardly breathe, but I tried to listen to our options and if we were to keep him alive he would suffer more and more.
I had to make a decision and I was scared and heart-broken. I wanted my daughter, 17, to be part of this decision. The vet, bless her heart, told me to get her, quickly. I rushed to the school and brought her back. She bargained with the vets, now two of them were involved, and realized at the end that we needed to let our Carmelo go. Before he suffered more. He couldn't even lift his head anymore and all he wanted to do was to comfort us because he saw that we were in pain.
I had to make the hardest decision of my life and let him go. My daughter wanted some time with him alone, but didn't want to be there for the end. I was with him to the very end and stroked his head, looked in his eyes and told him how much we loved him and what a good dog he is. And then he was gone.
We are left with so much pain over losing him. We can't eat, sleep, enjoy anything. He was my daughter's protector and playmate. He was my walking buddy and best friend. We love him so much that it is breaking our hearts not to have him with us. The house is so empty and he is not greeting us at the door when we come home. We are hurting so much. He was a family member and our family is small. Me, my daughter and our cat Chancey. Without Carmelo here I don't know how I'm ever gonna be "normal" again. We miss him so much that words can't really express. He was only 7 years old.