my best friend
1998 - 2010
On Saturday 13th February, at 10:30pm, I received a phone call from the veterinary surgeon who was trying to remove the bone cancer from my dog's spine which we had only discovered 24hours previously, when out of nowhere, my little boy couldn't get himself up from the floor.
He had bad news...my baby had slipped away during the surgery.
I don't remember much of what he said as I just started screaming and didn't stop. We brought him home for one last night with us and soon he will be home again, in his little urn.
My dog wasn't just a dog, he was my son, and I have never felt such grief in all my life. I'm still trying to understand how one minute he was fine, and after one incident, he was suddenly gone.
I am trying my best to keep it together for the sake of my husband who has had to miss work to look after me because I can barely breathe.
All of my prayers are now wishes, that we will one day be reunited, and my heart will be whole again.
I love you Yoshi. I love you.