The hardest part of loving is knowing when to let go

Monday night, September 19 2005 at 7:10 PM, Lucky's huge, loving heart quietly stopped beating.

The previous weekend she cried, something she never did before. Also.... she could no longer walk unassisted, something that frustrated her, and she had refused food for 2 weeks. I tried to force-feed her but it got to the point where she looked like a little doggie skeleton.

Although she still acted happy when we walked into the room and seemed to like going outside to lie on the grass.... she was just so thin.... I decided that I would not let her live in pain or discomfort.

Her veterinarian came to our home Monday night... I said it was time... she said that Lucky's cancer might have spread to her brain, hence the inability to walk, loss of muscle mass (cancer eats protein), and some other symptoms. But it was unlikely that she was suffering any pain.

I held her in my arms as she was put peacefully to sleep in our living room.

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