My eldest puppy whom I named Tribble Reba Abbenbroek
had to be put down a year ago today due to massive kidney failure.
Tribble basically would have required a transplant to correct this problem.
That day I held Tribble as the Doctor put her down and then I then went to pieces.
Even though there was no hope for improvement, I still feel as if I murdered her.
My belief is that all good dogs go to heaven and this is where I believe Tribble is
right now waiting for me.
Many people would say, "hey", it's just a dog but Tribble was never just a dog.
For me she is family and I loved her so!
So I need not apologize for feeling so sad, as I do right now.
Well folks, forgive me if this note bothers you,
but I had to share todays remembrance with you all.
For my Tribble Dog, I dedicate this song for this is how I feel:
http://www.youtube.com/v/UXwrSmfvXc0&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0
From Tribble's Daddy - Sir Richard...
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