I Give You Permission to Grieve for Your Dog by Michele Jarvis-Wonnacott

Author:Michele Jarvis-Wonnacott [Jarvis-Wonnacott, Michele]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781982225025
Publisher: Balboa Press
Published: 2019-04-09T04:00:00+00:00

About 2 hours before the vet was scheduled to arrive Mya led us out into the back yard. She simply sat and stared into the sunset. We too sat and stared.

This was Mya’s very last message to us, to sit and watch the sunset, and this is where we all stayed until the vet arrived to help ease her pain and to send her home.

The vet arrived at 8 p.m. after she had finished work.

She is an angel.

People who do this for dogs and their loving humans are truly earth angels. Every time I see that mobile vet vehicle I send them love and light. What a job.

Soul releaser.

I have since sent them a card or two thanking them for their dutiful, beauty and grace.

Mya runs out to bark at the vet. She is not fully ready to go. I can feel her frustration and anger.

We explain to Mya how wonderful she is and that she did a great job and that it’s time for her to go home. We tell her she has been a great teacher and her job is complete.

For her passing we bring her into our front room where she has always felt safe and loved.

With me at her back and Mike looking into her eyes we said our final goodbye. She relaxes and allows the vet to do her job. Mya let’s go in less than a second.

Mike loses a piece of his heart as she passes over, as do I.

Its tangible and it hurts like hell.

The vet cries with us.

I could immediately feel the full weight of Mya’s body on me and yet she seemed so empty. I will always remember that physical weight.

We both kept looking at her as if to find her.

She was gone.

Yet one little whisker was circling around all on it’s own and when I ask about it the vet explains to me it is her cells winding down. I find this very interesting.

At the very end of Mya’s passing over experience, the vet tells me she would like to come back as one of our dogs. This gives me some sense of accomplishment and pride.

After Mya passed, we let the dogs come out to sniff her and to perhaps process the loss. They don’t seem to care. They seemed to know she is gone yet not gone. We then help carry her to the vet’s car.

The physical Mya we knew is gone.

We bid her farewell.

Now what the hell do we do?

On a day not too long after Mya’s passing, we were sitting out in the sunset and a red dragonfly joined us for about half an hour. Mike ran and got his camera and took lots of photos of this beautiful creature as we both felt that Mya had sent her, or perhaps somehow it was Mya herself.

After quite some time, when done with us, that bright red dragonfly flew in a crazy spiraling manner right up into the sky and just seemed to disappear. Just like Mya would have done.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.