Albie
Completely Boxer Crazy
Late last night, Belle once again developed breathing difficulties. I spoke with the vet, and she offered to come over to the house if I wanted her to help Belle cross over the bridge. I decided that Belle deserved more time, but this morning her breathing was still labored and my girl just wasn’t herself. I knew in my heart that I could not sit by and watch my sweet baby suffer. Belle cross over the bridge this morning with me by her side. Now she will never know any more pain and suffering. Dilated cardiomyopathy is a horrible, horrible disease, and I can’t believe it only took three months to take my baby away from me. Even to the end, Belle was full of kisses, and was licking the tears off of my face as she lay in the nice comfortable spot the vet made for her. I wonder what was going through her mind. I hope she knows that what I did, I did out of love for her. I told her over and over how much she meant to us. I just hope she understands. My kids are at school and don’t know that Belle is gone yet, so this terribly difficult day still has some more sad times to come. I am trying to take comfort in the fact that Belle is at peace now. I also smile at the thought of all the wonderful boxers who were there to meet her at the bridge.