Today we sent our dearest friend, Cairo, home to God.
Maybe that seems trite or insignificant to some, but to me it was really a very big thing. Cairo wasn't just a dog to any of us. She was a dear, dear friend and sweet love. She was the best dog ever. She came into our lives at a vital time, and bridged some great gaps that seemed impassable for us. Cairo filled holes in my heart when I was bleeding. She gave me unconditional love and hope. She was our plucky comic relief when we were desperate for it. In short, she saved our lives.
After much prayer and deliberation, Darrin and I decided that it was time to let Cairo go. The medication we had been giving her didn't seem to be helping her much. She was miserable. She wasn't improving like she needed to. Poor Cairo just couldn't walk, and she needed constant attention. She could not be left alone for a moment. She was not happy. I kept feeling impressed that she was unable to fulfill the measure of her creation.
So, after the kids went to school this morning, we got ready and took her to the vet. They kindly gave her a shot, and she went to sleep. She fell asleep in our arms as we loved her and urged her to run home.
She was a beautiful dog, with a beautiful spirit. I know that she is racing like the wind now, unfettered by the broken body that bound her.
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To me this type of pain is bearable because the other option is never to have known the love another living being can bring.
ReplyDeleteYou're so right.
ReplyDeleteI just need to figure out how to help my kids feel better. I want to make them stop hurting so bad. It makes me hurt to see them hurt. I can hardly stand that.