Today was one of the hardest days of my life. My sweet Chooch, my best friend, my shadow, and my comfort, looked at me with tired eyes that said everything words couldnāt. His body was failing, but his spiritāoh, it was still so full of love. He didnāt understand why he couldnāt chase his favorite toy anymore or why he needed help standing. But he trusted me completely. And today, I had to keep a promise I wish I never had to make.
Chooch had been by my side through every season of life. From late-night tears to early-morning joy, he was always there, wagging his tail or resting his head on my lap. He never asked for muchājust love, some treats, a few good walks, and belly rubs. And I gave him all of that and more. Still, it doesnāt feel like enough.
The vet was kind. She explained what would happen. I nodded, pretending I was strong, but my heart was shattering into a million pieces. I held Chooch close, whispered in his ear, āIt will be quick and painless. I promise.ā My voice cracked, but I wanted him to feel nothing but peace, comfort, and love. He deserved thatānothing less.
As the sedative began to calm him, he looked at me one last time, as if to say, āThank you. Itās okay.ā His breathing slowed, and just like that, he was gone. Peaceful. No pain. Just stillness.
Now the house is too quiet. His bed remains untouched, his leash still by the door. I keep expecting to hear his paws tapping on the floor or feel him nudge me for a treat. But heās not hereāand that hurts more than I can put into words.
I know it was the right thing. I know heās not suffering anymore. But my arms ache to hold him one last time, and my soul feels like a part of it is missing. Goodbye, sweet Chooch. You were the best good boy this world has ever known. Until we meet again, run free, feel no pain, and know that you were deeply lovedāalways.
Youāll never be forgotten. šš¾
