Last night, our beautiful Autumn drifted into her forever sleep. Over Labor Day weekend it was obvious she wasn't feeling well, and we took her in to the ER vet. Many tests were done and all we could do was wait. We brought her home because we didn't want her to spend her possible last days in a cage. But yesterday she had lost all energy and her breaths became short, and we took her back to the ER. The test results had just come back and they looked pretty bleak. In the end, we decided to end her suffering.
The perfect cuddler willing to warm a lap whenever needed. My teddy bear overnight. My alarm clock in the morning, so nicely about 10 minutes before the real alarm. No words can express the void she's leaving behind.
The Last Battle
If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this — the last battle — can't be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don't let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn't want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they'll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don't grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We've been so close — we two — these years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.