My heart is horribly heavy with pain and guilt.
I’ve been told that guilt is a useless emotion. I don’t think I agree. I think guilt separates us from the beasts – whatever they may be, gives us a conscious and lets us know when we are and aren’t on the right path.
I have something really awful that I have to tell you and I don’t know how, or even if I should.
The girlfriend said I should go ahead and get it over because people will keep asking as there has been so much previous interest. I agree. I said I would be honest when writing my blogs and therefore I feel I owe it to you to tell you this sad news.
I tried to do the right thing, emotionally, morally and within my financial constraints. I feel I failed. I accept my failure and it makes me feel guilty.
Without too many details – there was a horrible accident early last Monday morning with the end result being that I had to have Stormy put down.
Mr. Wishes and I receive excellent care and guidance from the doctors that care for our furry children. They are our personal friends and help us when we have these awful decisions to make. We are extremely fortunate to have them in our circle.
You all came along on my journey to bring love, care and compassion to a dog that truly just wanted to be loved and to live the last years of her life carefree. I knew I wasn’t alone on this mission to make that a reality for this dog. So many of you took the time to contact me personally and ask how she was doing and had she finally come to live full-time with us. Thank you all for caring and asking.
Though our time together was incredibly short, I had grown quite attached to Stormy. She was starting to show us her true personality. She was easy-going, with a bit of spunk. She had learned her new name quickly in-spite of not hearing well. In the end, her lack of hearing is what did her in.
Stormy truly was a companion dog, she wanted to be with people. She slept comfortably in the studio while I worked and each morning when I took my walk, she followed along. I received my one and only kiss from her the day before we lost her. I knew there were going to be so many more. We had taken a shine to each other and I had fallen under her spell. I wasn’t alone, Mr. Wishes thought she was special too. The cats accepted her easier than I ever would have guessed and Betsy Beagle had finally found a friend. Sadly, Betsy is still looking for Stormy to return.
Stormy was ever so briefly in our lives, and will be missed horribly.