Sunday, April 17, 2022

Good Friday Goodbye My Dog Valentino

About this time last year, returning home from yet another vet visit for Valentino, I prayed to my God for another summer with my boy. I got that and then some--a fall, a winter, and here we are in spring again. 

However, this past Thursday I prayed to God to guide me, literally begged His will be done because I was having so much trouble making the decision to put my dog down. After prayer with a good long cry, I went outdoors where Valentino lay in the sunshine.

He had his back to me, wouldn't look at me at all. I told him about my turning it over to God. Moments later, my friend Eric sat down beside me. Mixed in the softness of his voice I could hear his tears, too. We both knew it was time. 

My measuring stick for when I would have to do this had for the past year been... When I say to Valentino, Let's go for a walk! and he doesn't get up and go, it is time. I said it twice and he didn't even move, never mind get excited like he always would.

Eric took my phone and called the vet for me.


At noon on Good Friday we said goodbye to my dog Valentino.

There is so much more I want to tell you, Valentino deserves a better eulogy than this one. However, today, Easter Sunday, I awoke in tears and for the first time in my life I am really mad at my god. So the dog tales will come another day...