Monday, September 16th, 2013...9:14 PM
It Was a Good Day
I wanted to post a few pictures from our last day together. Like I have said before, it was A Good Day. Filled with simple things. Filled with nothing, really…We didn’t have the stamina to go on a walk or a car trip. Sam has never been really so in to food that he had a favorite last meal like six cheeseburgers and a DQ cone or anything. And again, he hated the fussing and loving and fawning, so there was only limited amounts of that–despite my trying to sneak in more. 😉
There were sticks to tiny-teeth at. Dead (?) things to investigate. Neighbors to sniff. Compost piles to dig in. A sister to follow around, even if we couldn’t do the whole trip. Jelly beans and freezy pops to nibble. So it was nothing…but in a sense, it was everything. It was normal, and it was beautiful.
Tiny-teething some sticks:
Chillin’ with my homie:
I AM a handsome, handsome man…
Even simple days can wear you out sometimes. (I would be remiss if I didn’t point out, that Sam said this is NAPPING, BTW, not smushing, snuggling, cuddling, mollycoddling, or oversentimentalizing.)
On the trail of Peter CottonTail (Link if it won’t embed: http://youtu.be/h7LlXCoVhyE )
Sampson, Sammy, Sam-Dog, Sammy Psoriasis, Big Dog-Pig-Dog, Budgers…My stoic gentleman; my goofy dipshit. My ever-patient/ever-neurotic, philodendron with fur. You’re on the A-team, Piggers.
10 Comments
September 16th, 2013 at 9:27 PM
Meghan,
Thank you for sharing Sam’s last day with us. I know that is tough. You got some great video of him. He was such a beautiful dog.
Hugs
Michelle & Angel Sassy
September 16th, 2013 at 10:32 PM
How lucky Sam was…you let him go out with grace and dignity. Your intuitiveness and strength are an inspiration, and your generosity in sharing the decision and the journey with us is so appreciated. I’m still mourning my loss of Willow, and reading your posts has helped me so much. Thank you.
Hugs,
Carol
September 16th, 2013 at 10:50 PM
What a special tribute for a special dog. Thank you for letting us share in your special day. All my thoughts are with you.
Take care-
Luanne and Spirit Shooter
September 16th, 2013 at 11:43 PM
Pig Dog, the world is a better place because you are in it.
And what a good day Sam was having…a very normal, carefree day. Sam being Sam. How perfect is that?
You are a very, very handsome man. And you know what, to be a senior, you have very little grey on your muzzle. You have a beautiful mug with beautiful coloring.
The Sammer still thinking about gettng bunnies, even though it took a lot of effort…..he made it look effortless…..years of practice I suppose!
To allow Sam to have a “normal” day, with just a touch extra hugging, took an amazing amount of courage and discipline.
Yes Sam, we are all better for knowing you and your mom. So much better.
Love and Sam’s light surrounding you forever,
Sally and Happh Hannah
September 16th, 2013 at 11:48 PM
Wheeeeew…….
Sam, I was getting ready to sign off my above post with “(((((hugs)))))))”! And then the lightbulb went off in my head’ “Wait! This is Sam! Do not insult the man with squishy “hugs”!
September 17th, 2013 at 5:50 AM
Don’t worry, Sally… I’ll take sam’s hug for him. 😉
September 17th, 2013 at 7:59 AM
He was a gent, a pig dog, a twig nibbler, a compost pile digger kind of guy! He was a diamond in the ruff… get it.. ruff.. lol
He was Sam.. that he was pretty awesome.. I am sure he has found a huge compost pile up there.. and with theose 4 paws back.. I am sure he is digging up a storm with a doggie grin!
Thanks for sharing his day with us… that is a pretty special privilege for us to see it.
Christine….. with Franklin in her heart ♥
September 17th, 2013 at 8:56 AM
Looks like Sam had a lovely day. Sending lots of love and hugs from our family to yours.
Mica, Zeus and Angel Roxy
September 18th, 2013 at 11:20 AM
Thank you, everyone. It is a strange thing to feel so sad–yet happy, at the same time.
I do not regret one second of our time, not even the hard ones. I feel like every memory I have is a good one. And I honestly believe it is a gift we gave each other–saying goodbye on our terms, in a happy place, where there was no suffering or trauma. That moment happens so rarely in life, and we were blessed to have it.
“Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.”
September 18th, 2013 at 12:23 PM
You are a beautiful, wise soul…….
(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((HUGS)))))))))))))))))))))))))
Hugs from me to you