Daily Prompt: Describe the last difficult “goodbye” you said.

Woman in front of Setting Sun
Caspar David Friedrichabout 1818

In 2012 my dog Cerberus got sick- her stomach twisted and she required surgery to correct it.

The cost of the surgery was far beyond my means and the Vet didn’t do billing, but gee whiz for the low low cost of five hundred dollars they could ‘ let her go peacefully ‘ and I would get her ashes back and a paw print too.

So I let them ‘put her to sleep’ and I sat with her talked to her  through the entire process.

It’s not like I did not pay a price for letting my dog, who was the sweetest dog in the Universe and deserved a better end then the one she got.

I had no way of knowing it at the time, but my life truly went to Hell after Cerbie died. Maybe that’s the price I paid for not being able to afford to save her life. I don’t know. But you can’t let down a soul like Cerbie’s and walk away from it home free.

What I do know is she wouldn’t have liked me feeling that way, but I did.

On that day I was saying good-bye to my sweet little girl, but I refused to have that be the last thing she heard from me.

The last thing she heard me say was that  I loved her.

With my Cerbie – We didn’t say good-bye. I told her I love her. Those were the last words she heard- September 17, 2012 Lynnwood, WA