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Tomorrow’s the Day

I’ve made Charleston’s appointment to be euthanized. We are taking him in tomorrow afternoon. I know it’s time because he’s miserable but I have moments where I try to convince myself that we don’t have to do it yet. “He ate a full meal today, maybe he’s not as bad as I thought.” “He’s acting playful tonight, maybe he can hang on a little while longer.” But, I’m quickly reminded of how bad off he really is.

Tonight we are going to take him to the park just to hang out and then we’ll set up camp on the floor and spend the night with him down there.

It’s hard for me to think that he’ll be gone tomorrow.

5 Responses to “Tomorrow’s the Day”

  1. Sarah

    I can not even begin to imagine what you are going through and I dont think that there is anything I could possibly say to make you feel any better. I hope you guys enjoy your night at the park, and my thoughts will be with you tomorrow.
    big hug

    ixiana

  2. Sarah

    I can not even begin to imagine what you are going through and I dont think that there is anything I could possibly say to make you feel any better. I hope you guys enjoy your night at the park, and my thoughts will be with you tomorrow.
    big hug

    ixiana

  3. Anonymous

    I am so sorry for your loss. My prayers are with you and your family during this difficult time.

    Stefanie & Brooks

  4. Anonymous

    Thank you so much for sharing Charleston’s life with us! He was lucky to have someone love him as much as you did… my prayers are with you as well as my thanks. The world would be a better place if there were more people like you guys!!
    -Sarah

  5. Anonymous

    Sarah and Vinny
    I’ve been thinking of you every day but wanting to give you the space you need right now. Charlie was a lucky, lucky dog to have had the love and care over his short lifetime that some don’t get in an entire lifetime.
    and since in heaven fear does not exist, i picture a little italian lady cooking for two guys and one of them is Charlie.
    love & peace to U at this ruff time
    Aunt Lyd