We said goodbye to Sophie today. As Toby and Tank wander the house looking for her, seeming to sense that she is gone, we are simply sad.
Sophie, our blind, frail and slightly incontinent 12 yr old Pug, had a seizure this morning and had to be put to sleep. It was ugly and Paul and I are grateful that the boys saw nothing and that their memory of her will not be tainted.
We’re now left to explain to them that Sophie has gone to heaven to play with Sweet Willy Wrinkles where she’ll be happy forever. We hope they take the news well – we’re not sure when we’ll tell them.
The process of loosing a family pet isn’t easy, especially when they’ve suffered in the end. Her incontinence was driving me batty and I was sure she was going to knock herself out walking into walls and doors since she was so blind, but she had always been gentle and sweet, great with the boys, and in her prime, a wonderfully entertaining, loving dog and member of our family.
We approached the end of her life with optimism that she would not suffer, but of course, that’s not what happened and it’s very sad. We are left in the end with the knowledge that she is now at peace and that she was loved.