I'm sorry to say that Friday March 26, at approximately 10:45 AM, I lost my best friend Cindy. I held her in my arms while the Doctor administered the drug to put her to sleep. I was forced to put her down due to a massive tumor in her spleen. She hadn't been eating and I discovered the fatal cause Thursday afternoon. I got to spend one last night with her.
I know to some people losing a pet is not that traumatic but I was so close to that dog. I used to take her everywhere with me, the park, the store, work, long driving trips. I can't tell how many endless hours I spent throwing the tennis ball to her. I will write a list of my favorite "Cindy Memories" whenever I can find the strength to think about it.
She was approximately 12 years old. I adopted her from a Rescue group in Orlando, FL approximately 10 years ago. She was scheduled to be euthanized the day she was rescued. I think I gave her a good life. More importantly, I know that she definitely made my life 100% better. Having her run to the door to greet me every night when I get home for work, sleeping next to her, playing with her and talking to her are just a few of the things I'll miss most. I needed her as much as she needed me.
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