March 3. 2003
written May 5, 2003:
She rarely goes outside, but on this day I let her do some exploring
as I did some work in the back yard. Chief was experiencing and
sensing things for the last time, and I knew it. Life is about the
use and existence
of your five senses, forlorn she looked around and sniffed the air
as if to take in that last bit of life and experience knowing that
her frail
body was not going to last much longer. Chief’s pain was put
on hold for this moment to take in her world. It hardly seemed fair
that
her senses were still operational but the body she used to exist
was not cooperating and would not last much longer. What a shame
that her
mind was likely able to know this and almost savor this time. Chief
was like a car looking so grand and quite ready to explore the open
roads,
but whose engine is sputtering and ready to quit at any moment.
I could see the sadness in her eyes as her mind battled her body.
Chief’s
mind wanted to continue to experience and explore her five senses and
share the world with me further, but her body had conflicting plans.
Nothing
could change these facts and the only thing left to do was for us to
handle the situation and accept the inevitable, and savor these last
moments.
How sad to say that in her eyes I saw her say to me, I just want to
be with you, I just want your love and your attention and for you to
make
me better. My heart was breaking as I knew I could not give Chief what
she wanted. What an unfair twist of life to have the unconditional
love shared by a pet and an owner be truncated by the shorter lifespan
of the two.
I was playing god and knew her fate. I felt guilty but also a tremendous
sense of responsibility to do the right thing for her and not let my unconditional
love get in the way of her needs. I could not prolong her life so easing
the pain was my assignment. I felt a strong responsibility to not be selfish.
Unfortunately, I think it is easy to see this situation from our own eyes
and make decisions based on how you will be affected, how sad you will
be, how much you will miss her. My only fear was that I was misjudging
her pain based on her wants. Was the pain tolerable as long as I was with
her? What did she feel?
We had a meeting together and I outwardly talked to her and asked her
what she wanted. I could only read her eyes and after 15 years I knew
what she
was saying to me. I knew this was the moment I had dreaded since the
day Chief and I choose each other at the ASPCA in Buffalo, NY. My heart
was
crushed and I wept uncontrollably inside and out. We had made the decision
but we still had to climb the mountain. The next 24 hours would be
the saddest of my life as I escorted my loving companion to be put
to sleep
at the vet.
My dear friend Mary picked us up and drove us to the vet the next morning.
I had called the night before pleading for a spot to be seen first thing
in the morning. When they said yes and asked me my name, I was so choked
up by the reality of the agreement that I could not even say my name. I
tried so hard to be strong but just wept. The vet graciously said not to
worry and goodnight.
At the vet they did a quick examination and looked over her historical
chart. He confirmed her kidney was just about non-existent at this
point and the decision was the right one. He asked if I wanted to be
there for
it. Of course I didn’t and the pain of the moment would be unbearable,
but there was never any doubt in my mind -even for a second- that it
was 100% my responsibility, my duty to be there and comfort
her well beyond the last seconds. As a comfort, Chief needed me to
be the last sight, the last smell, the
last touch, the last taste and the last gentle call of “Chieeeeeef” as
I escorted her out of life.
There is a chime I bought in a chime shop shortly after her death.
To choose it I walked around and rang every one of them for over an
hour. One chime
stood out immediately. Its gentle, yet full ring brought chief’s
image to life in my head. I’ve hung it in the wind behind my
house. The five senses I experienced chief with are now replaced by
one. But that
one rings through my head awakening fond memories of the others senses.
Hello my friend.
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