May 15th 2006 11:06 pm
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If you don't know Pony had Cancer for the last year and amazingly lived months longer than suspected. In April 2005 she had a mass removed and then two Chemo sessions. The Cancer had metastasized into her right gland near her stomach and was not reacting to the Chemo. So we opted out of more poking and sickness and had an fun last year. She was feeling pretty good up to the day the Cancer took over.
April 18th, 2006 I realized she was not well. At the emergency clinic I was told she was losing blood into her stomach from the Cancer. I knew this day was coming but you are never ready to say good-bye to your best friend. I called my close friends Tam and Matt to come meet me, while I waited for them to show I spent my last hour with her. All she wanted to do was put her head down and close her eyes, I knew it was time. She lay with her head between her two paws and I kissed her face and told her she was a good girl. Tammy held my hand as the pretty and young veterinarian gal administered the dose that would put her to sleep. Her little eyes stay open and her body was warm but I felt the heavy weight of her body and could feel her spirit was no longer with us.
Pony had many friends and as my best friend for over 11 years I must say that my daily life without her is very lonely. In the morning I roll over to see her pretty face from the edge of my bed, all day we worked and ran errands and at night my ears listened to her soft snores. Taking care of Pony and being with her everyday made me a happy person.
I look for her when I open the studio door, I expect to see her guarding outside the bathroom door after I shower and when I turn around in the car I expect to see her pretty face at the window.
A few things I’ll miss about Pony:
Hearing her moan as she patiently waits for me.
Hearing her shake her head and her ears going flip-flop, flip-flop.
Feeling her standing next to me.
Walking between legs.
Having her rub her little head into my lap or chest to wipe her face.
Watching her flop down in the grass, roll around and rub her face then look back at me.
Everywhere we went people told her she was beautiful.
Sitting in the sun with Tam and Franny-dog.
Playing wall ball in the back with Uncle JB.
Protecting me in the car from anyone who came near.
Resting her head on the window or the back of my seat when I drive long distances.
Riding in the back of the truck covering the whole backseat.
Talking to me about where I had been asking me to play or get her something.
Pony was very shy when she first met people but over time would become very chatty.
Pony was smart, I spoke in sentences to her and she understood me.
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