February 10th 2005 6:31 am
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Shirley, Bella, my fiancé and I went to Wrightsville Beach on February 8th. It was 61 degrees as we crossed over the bridge to the beach. Once on the island, we were surrounded by a thick fog. I guess because the air was so warm and the ocean was still cold. On the beach it was like we were wrapped up in a blanket. We could only see the water and ourselves. It was pretty serine and private - a bit like heaven. Unfortunately no birds showed up for Ms. Shirls to chase, but she did get to go for a wade in the water, feel the sand on her feet, and feel the freedom only the beach brought her. For lunch I broke all the dog-rules - Shirley got to have some of my french fries and her own hamburger. She loved it. We came home and sat in the sun on the deck. I brushed her while she ate a bone. And then it was time. Our appointment with the vet was at 5:00 PM. She was so comfortable and at peace. We had her cremated.

Our wish was to have a wonderful day and wonderful memories to say good-bye with and let Miss Shirley go a happy dog. And she was a happy dog. She had a wonderful life and loved life so much. The disease had progressed so much that she no longer comfortable.

If dogs and people can be soul mates, then Shirley and I were.