Friday, 16 August 2013

Dealing With Loss..

Posted by chloechloechloe at 08:47
I've been debating in my head whether or not I wanted to post about this topic is it is very deep and upsetting to many people but I felt that writing this would help me cope with losing my dog. You're either sat there now thinking wow it's just a dog or you empathise with the fact that dogs are friends and mine was my best friend.

We got our beautiful family dog when I was 7 from Manchester Dog's Home, my dad chose her because she was sat in the corner on her own sitting lovely whilst the other dogs were barking and jumping up at each other. I wanted to call her Molly because that was the name of my favourite doll and being the youngest member of the family everyone agreed. Honestly Molly was really mischievous the first few months we had her, tipping over the bin, eating frozen burgers out of the freezer, stealing my toys, eating our underwear and even once eating a razor blade so the fact she lived many years later was an accomplishment!

Either way we loved her and we didn't give up on her! She was a great dog and stopped being naughty, although she still did have her moments! My nieces would play with her and sometimes accidently hurt her and she never once snapped at anyone. She really was beautiful inside and out. I've had so many amazing memories with her and I'll never ever forget any of them. She's made me crack up laughing when she went nuts over walkies, apples and chocolate, so you can imagine how wild she got at Halloween when we bought chocolate apples! I remember when she jumped into this lake covered in green moss and I was screaming because I didn't know she could swim and was scared we would lose her then but she managed to get out! Never mind the countless times she'd got out of the house and into the road! She once escaped from my Nan's and ran all the way back to our house luckily my brother found her sitting on the doorstep!

I think she really enjoyed living with us and I really do hope she knew I loved her so much. On the 13th August we sadly had to put her to sleep as she was in so much pain, she was struggling to breath and her back legs had completely gone. Everyone was breaking their hearts crying because we couldn't believe how quick she had gotten ill. The vet assured us it was best if she was put to sleep and we really didn't want her to suffer. I couldn't go to the vets because I really didn't want to see her being scared in the vets she really hated it there and I knew if she could get up she would of ran away as soon as she knew where she was going! I kissed her and hugged her so many times and I wish I could still give her more.

Even though I can't stop getting upset, I realise that Molly was very lucky, she had nine lives even if she was a dog. I really really miss her and I would do anything to get to stroke her and cuddle her again but she lived an amazing life and none of us can forget how much enjoyment she has brought to our lives. So even though she has gone it is comforting to have my family around and we can laugh and cry at all the silly positions she'd sleep in, together.

There is a song by Danna Richards called Smile that one of my favourite youtubers Shay Carl used in his video when his dog sadly passed away and I have really found comfort in it. So even though she's not here in body she still is in spirit and if I have a bad day I can think of how comforting she was whenever I was sad. It is heart-breaking that we lost her and I still keep hoping she will be in bed when I come downstairs in the morning but it will get easier and although it is so hard right now the love of my family and friends have really helped.

I love you Molly and I hope you are lapping up all the chocolate apples you can find in doggy heaven. I could never have asked for a better first pet, thanks for being amazing. You will always be in my heart x

Smile by Danna Richards-
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_xYtedStfdg

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