http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=b2Hayn1tNpE
This song sums it up for me…. grab a tissue and share with me, I’m sorry if it will make you cry. This blog is going to be sad, but I have to post it. It’s part of the process I think eh? One day I will come back here with a smile and re-read them all and feel my sweet boys love.
This is my sweet baby boy a few hours before he went to the bridge… His eyes told me .. it was time. Please tell me you see it too… it is so hard to make that decision. Hard to believe it was the happy dog running with his ears flapping just a week before! He and Maggie had a steak dinner before we left. On the car ride, we stopped by Dairy Delight and had an ice cream cone… We were beside him… all the way. Maggie sat behind him … our vet said that she was watching over him. The vet got right down on the floor with us, we were sitting and lying on Franklin’s favorite blanket. He stroked Franklin’s head and said “sweet guy, I knew you would be back soon after what I saw in your xrays”.
The doctor had to use 3.. yes.. THREE injections to get this sweet boys heart to beat for one last time. After the first shot, I thought to myself.. STOP!! he’s not ready to go then.. STOP!!!! But it’s his lungs that failed him… not his heart. His heart was strong.. so damn strong!!! His heart was so full of love that it had a strong armor!! He didn’t feel the last two.. cause he was sleeping peacefully beside me. The vet had to inject it directly into his heart. After the second one, the vet just shook his head and said “what a tough little guy, he just won’t give up”. So he had to do a third one… and we stroked him.. and talked to him and loved him up to the very last moment. I kissed and nuzzled the side of his face one more time after he was gone.. and we wrapped him in his blanket. He had the heart of a great dane, a mastiff, a saint bernard in that sweet soft 40 pound body!! ♥♥♥♥
Shirts in the closet, shoes in the hall
Mama’s in the kitchen, baby and all
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you’re missing
Coffee cups on the counter, jackets on the chair
Papers on the doorstep, but you’re not there
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you’re missing
Pictures on the nightstand, TV’s on in the den
Your house is waiting, your house is waiting
For you to walk in, for you to walk in
But you’re missing, when I shut out the lights
You’re missing, when I close my eyes
You’re missing, when I see the sun rise
You’re missing
Children are asking if it’s alright
Will you be in our arms tonight?
Morning is morning, the evening falls I got
Too much room in my bed, to many phone calls
How’s everything, everything?
Everything, everything
You’re missing, you’re missing
God’s drifting in heaven, devil’s in the mailbox
I got dust on my shoes, nothing but teardrops
Christine,
You were right, cry I did. I am so sorry you are missing Franklin so bad. It is never easy and you guys were with him until the very very end. I am glad you had enjoyable day before he crossed the bridge.
Hugs
Michelle & Sassy
Franklin was beautiful to the end. What a lovely way to celebrate his life.
So many tears. That song sums up the emptiness too well.
I wish there was something I could say to take away the pain but I know there are no words.
I’m so glad Franklin could leave for the bridge in such a peaceful way, with his loved ones there with him. It is incredibly hard but there is comfort in being able to be there with them as they journey on.
Many hugs
Karen and Spirit Magnum
Christine,
His eyes do say that he was just Holding on so that he could be with you one more day. Our beloved companions love us so much that if it were up to them they would never leave our side. Although it is painful you did what had to be done, out of love. He knows that and will always love you for fighting alongside him.
Stay strong
Maricela and Spirit Bruno
Christine and Fred, my delay in writing in know way I dictates you haven’t been in my thoughts….quite the contrary…every single day. Just been trying g to stop crying long e tough to write!
You already know the wonderful joyous times Frank n’ Farter has installed in your heart will surface more and more…it will take time. I know right ow the photos are bittersweet but his photo scrapbook you’ve shared with us will give you so many wonderful memories.
He was I fused with immense love every single second of his life! Just as a piece of his heart is here with you, he took a piece of our heart to carry with him. You willALWAYS be together.
Fred, we all certainly understand the one ore day plea our hearts make. There have been times that I waited “a day too late”…..and I would do anything to change the clock and do it “a day too soon”. Frank’s time was exactly right because he picked it.
Sure, he wants you to grieve for awhile and then e wants you to remember him with smiles and joy in your heart. He knowe you always blamed him if there was a fart in the room….and ow he’s laughing because everyone will know it was Fred all along:-)
You are incredible loving souls who did a stellar job of loving Frank no’ Farther and we wish we could push the sadness away.
There is a star shining a little brighter in the heavens tonight. Go out and look up tonight and see if you see it….it will be brilliant and two kling….it’s Era K’s eternal light.
Love, Sally and Happy Hannah
Sorry…computer….twinkling and it will be Frank’s eternal light