by scott norton
We took you to see Dr. Heller on friday night, how I did not want to do it. Mommy came to see you and I counted the hours all week untill we had to take your last ride in the truck. And then eight o'clock came and my whole world was going to change. We put Katie in the basement so she would not see you leave and went out to the truck with your favorite blanket but for some reason you would not get in, is it because you did not want to leave us ? When we got there, it was a hard drive for me the tears in my eyes made it hard to drive and if mommy was not there, maybe i would have just taken you for a long ride and then came home with you, but we got there
When we got inside you where a good boy and a women at the desk picking up her dog asked"are you sick big boy?" mommy told her no .
They opened the door and you, me and mommy went in with the doctor and I am so sorry Smokey that I said good-bye so fast but my heart was breaking so much that I could not stay, when mommy said in the truck that maybe Dr> Heller would just be able to give you something to make you better and you could go home , I was alittle hopeful, but then I walked out and walked around his parking lot in the cold, looking at the door hoping you would come out ,but no it did not happen that way.
Smokey you went to the bridge in mommys arms very slowly , sleeping in her arms ,like you have done many times before.
I cried all night and am still crying a week later, Katie misses you , she jumped off the bed the first morning and loked for you on the floor by the heater where you loved to lay at night. I find myself still calling for you to go out,but you do not come, I still tell people I have to go feed the dogs, but there is only one. I will always love and miss you untill we meet again, and I hold you and give you a kiss and we can play and ride in the truck again, the hole in my heart is filling with the good times we have had but it is a big hole and it will always have and empty spot untill we met again...