Today we had a SPCA presentation from Norm Hewitt . Afterwards we did some writing about a favourite time with a pet and this is mine.
My Dogs Last Days.
The bone swiftly glided through the air as the tears slowly dripped down my face and fell on to the dry concrete. She leaped up as if defying gravity and clenched the meaty bone with her mouth. As she trotted one step at a time I was sure she gave me a wink. A smile drew across her face, Why was she smiling she had nothing to smile about? Then as I raised my head I noticed the big lump on her head. It made me think how much pain she would be in. My eyes watered as if it had rained for just about a year.
I was told that she had a brain tumour and they couldn’t remove it. She didn’t know that these days were her last. She came and sat on me and licked my face, soon she fell asleep. I felt her tail wag as she awoke. The pain rose again from the depth of my heart. Goodbye I thought to myself. The day ended hastily as if the sun was only up for a minute the moon rose as the stars did. I unlocked the door and she jumped through then I lead her to my room, she slept on my bed that night.
The sun rose but the clouds were covering it. The day looked as I felt scared, frightened, and sad. Today was the day, the last day I would ever see my Rufus again. The flood gates opened again and the tears ran down my check as if they would never end. We took her to the vet little did she know it was the last time she would ever see me, my family, my house her home again.
The memories flooded back to me, the day when I was little, she ate my ice-cream straight off the cone when I was little, the painting I did while she admired from next to me. The love we shared, oh and I could never forget the compactions she showed me.
We took her inside the veterinary and they put her on the examining table she sat quietly with no emotion. I couldn’t believe that it was happening to her my darling dog Rufus, the dog that has been with me since I was in my mother’s stomach, it was hard just thinking about it.
The moment came when she had to say goodbye I held her paw until it was over the pain wrenched in my guts the pain arose once more.
I remember the last thing I ever said to her, ‘’good girl, no one will ever replace you there is no dog like you’’.
By Aria.
