Today at 10:00 am my beloved dog, Gage, was sent to be with our Lord and Savior. He was a 3 1/2 year old collie/shepherd suffering from seizures that were turning him aggressive and he was slowly losing control of his back legs.
I have never been sad like this over a dog before. But then, I have never had to put one down in my adulthood. I mean, I know he is just a dog but since I am such a home body with no social life he became such a huge part of me. My home seems a bit empty now.
Nadia is handling it better than I am which seems strange because she is such a sensitive girl. But she did mostly grow up on a farm and the view of animals is certainly different, and it must be that way.
I so enjoyed the spark he had in him. Always ready to play and have fun. I will especially miss how he used to get on the sofa and lay on me. He would so intently look at me while I spoke to him as if he understood, or at least wanted to :). He was so very soft and fuzzy which made it extra fun to pet and love on him.
He had funny little quirks. He burped a lot and talked all the time. A play growl and a whine. He loved it when I played fat & foot with him. I would grab his foot and shake it then grab his fat and wiggle it and he would talk up a storm and lightly play bite my hands. That was our favorite thing.
I know he is in a much better place, perfectly healthy.
I hope he was as happy that we were his humans as we were that he was our dog.