FOLLOW UP

Well, looks like I am writing to everyone from up above...Mom took me to the vet and I suppose it was time to move on. My loved ones where there to help with my transition to Rainbow Bridge. It was difficult becasue I was still pretty stubborn trying to look up at everyone until the medication set in...then I went very peaceful. I think I exhaled one last time and that was it...I was gone. Everyone was crying because I was the original boy, the original pack leader...almost 15 years I have been with my earth family so I suppose someone up there decided it was time to build new relationships with other friends and family members who have moved on to the bridge. Mom misses me dearly but I promise her when it is that time for mom to go ove to the bridge, I will meet her with a skip in my step, a wag of my tail and lots and lots of kisses!!
xoxox
Sammy

GOING TO THE VET ON SATURDAY

I am going to the vet on Saturday. I am not sure if I will be coming back home again. The vet is going to evaluate me to see how ill I am and if I am in a great deal of pain. It is hard for me to express whether or not it is time to my mom because I always have the same expression on my face. I still love my walks and I still try to play which makes it even more difficult for mom to let go if she has to. If this is my last entry while still on this earth...I wish everyone out there peace and love....after all, is that not why we are here??? I promise to look over you from up above and to meet all that must cross over the bridge. God bless everyone!

Love

Sammy

MOM'S HAVING A DIFFICULT TIME

My mom is having a difficult time tonight...I guess losing control of my bladder in the house didn't help...if I knew mom would be so sad over this I guess I would have tried not to do this...but sometimes..no matter how hard I try...it just doesn't help. Mom is sad over this because she knows that I will be moving on pretty soon and it breaks mom's heart to think I will not physically be here. Mom would always joke and say I was on borrowed time because our vet said I would not live past 8 years of age...well here I am almost 15 ...I suppose it should make mom feel better but right now it does not because my time is clearly coming to an end. Mom, please don't be soo sad, I need you to be strong just like you always been. You were always there to make me feel better during times that I was unsure (thunderstorms, firecrackers, going to the vet, surgery, my siblings, etc) try and be strong for me cuz I need you to always be this way. Well mom, I am tired and I must get some sleep...I promise when I wake I will greet you with a wag of my tail.

xoxo
Sammy Dog

I WENT FOR A NICE WALK TONIGHT

Hi everyone, I went for a nice walk tonight and it was great!! I walked through the snow and open fields....I even had a slight spring in my step and a wag in my tail. I lost my balance a couple of times but it didn't stop me!! Mom said I finally got to go for a walk because it was no longer too cold out...lately it has been -30 or more which was much too cold for my liking!! Somtimes it is difficult for me because I know I am no longer the spry dog I used to be...I always have to be near my mom and if I am not, I panick....until of course, mom brings me into whatever room she is in!! It is important for me to always be part of the pack no matter what!

Well, it is getting late and I am feeling the need for a nice nap....g'nite everyone, sweet dreams to all!

Sammy Dog

A LITTLE AFRAID.....

It has been almost 15 years and I wonder where the time went? My boy, my Sammy, my perfect lil angel....it saddens me because Sammy was my first...my first beautiful dog whom I had the privilege to experience life with. He has seen me thru relationships, moves, good times, bad times and never once did he judge me or my decisions. I guess I am writing this insert because I know Sammy's time is coming to an end...he is starting to lose control of his bladder, almost blind with cataracts, losing weight in his hind end but he somehow always manages to greet me at the door with a wag of his tail. He literally is my miracle dog having been thru parvo when he was 8 weeks old and surviving....my vet told me he would most likely not live past 8 years of age because of all the damage parvo made to his intestinal track...well it is almost 15 years later and here he is. I realize I will be faced with a very difficult decision in the near future and I do not look forward to it. How can I tell if he is in pain when he has always consistently had the same character/personality? He is my original pup and I cannot bear to think of life without him....