10/29/09

Saying goodbye to an old friend


We knew it was only a matter of time, but didn't think it would be so soon. On one hand, Olly made the decision for us, and left on his own terms. We didn't have to struggle with the weight of making the choice, and when to make it. On the other hand, we didn't get much time to prepare for it, or to say much more than Goodbye.

I let him out this morning, glanced and saw him walking the perimeter as he always did... When I looked out a few minutes later, he was lying near the woods. When we went out there, he lifted his head briefly, but seemed to know it was time to go.

When Rod got back from the vet, we sat down to tell Victoria what happened. She seemed a little sad, asked why, then asked if we would get another dog. It's interesting to hear how matter-of-fact she is about it. I think she's a little sad but probably doesn't understand the permanence of it.

Goodbye, Olly. And thank you for your service, obedience, and loyalty.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

from experience, one of the toughest jobs.
It was a pleasure to have known Olly.
JimandAndy

Jaj said...

We are saddened but salute proudly the passing of a good, faithful friend and protector. I, for one, shall miss him greatly. In Lexington he was always at my side.

Karen said...

So sorry, I'm shedding tears right now. Big hugs, Busha