If It Should Be

On December 13, 2010 we lost our very first pet beagle, Sheba.  She had become unexpectedly ill and when I took her to the vet, I knew it was bad and that I would probably have to put her down. As it turned out, I was right, of course this was the one time I did not want to be right. Sheba had an inoperable tumour. When they brought her back into the examination room, she was medicated, thus feeling no pain, so she immediately ran to the door to be taken home.  This was not to happen. Sheba went very fast with no pain.

It was a terrible time, both girls were away at school writing exams.  I told our middle child first of Sheba’s passing and had to make sure she did not post it on Facebook because I had yet to tell her brother & sister. Hours later, I was able to reach our eldest by phone, she was in the hallway at school having just finished an exam when I told her the bad news.  She immediately broke down in tears, making it even worse because you cannot hug someone through the phone line.  Again, I explained she could not post it to Facebook because her brother still did not know. Another hour or so went by, when our son returned home from school. To his benefit, a good friend was with him which seemed to help a little.  It was a very long day for me.

Below is a poem mailed to me about a week later (from our vet):

If it should be that I grow weak, And pain should keep me from my sleep, Then you must do what must be done, for the last battle can’t be won. You will be sad I understand, don’t let your grief then stay your hand. For this day, more than the rest, Your love and friendship stand the test. We’ve had so many happy years, What is to come can hold no fears. Would you want me to suffer so? When the time comes please let me go. Take me where my needs they’ll tend, Only stay with me to the very end. And hold me close and speak to me, Until my eyes not longer see. It is a kindness you do for me, Although my tail its’ last has waved, From pain and suffering I have been saved. Do not grieve it should be you, Who must decide this thing to do. We’ve been close throughout these years, Don’t let your heart hold any tears.



3 Replies to “If It Should Be”

  1. Thank you @Turtlemoongurl & @AbiBurlingham We had Sheba for twelve wonderful years. The most difficult part was having to tell my kids that I had to put Sheba down, she became very ill, very quickily.

  2. Ah, such a moving post! So sorry about poor Sheba. We lost our springer spaniel last April – still miss him so much. But we had 12 wonderful years with him and were very lucky to have him – I cling on to those memories x

  3. I have just been reading your blog, as it was recommended to me by my friend who writes Tilting At Windmills.

    I am so sorry to hear of the passing of Sheba. They are like our babies, so I can imagine how you feel…Sending you and your family much love. Cheryl X

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