I told her I loved her, she's a perfect dog, she can meet all the horses and dogs at the Rainbow Bridge, I'd miss her, I'd be okay, we'd be okay, don't worry...
She stuck her tongue out as she fell asleep. It was funny, so we chuckled. Such a good girl, always making me smile.
Before we went to the vet, we went to an open field to lay in the sunshine on the warm grass. She loved to roll in the grass on our walks, so I think she really enjoyed it.
She actually got up when it was about time to start heading over for our appointment at 11:40. She went straight to the car. She knew it was time. Rick went in to get things started and the room prepared with her leopard bed and toys. We stayed outside in more grass while we waited.
It was such a beautiful day. I couldn't have asked for better. It was warm enough to be hot, but not too hot. The sky was gorgeous. There were these beautiful wispy clouds amidst the blue and sunshine.
It took us about 20 minutes to get a hold of ourselves enough to pay for her cremation and euthanasia, and say goodbye the final time. When we finally got home, JoJo and Dolce greeted us happily at the door. They seem not to even notice. I'm glad of this. I'd rather they be oblivious than grieving. Though it does pain me a little. We took them for a walk, Rick and I, to form our new family pack. There was a butterfly, a bug that tried to land on me, and I could feel Kibby on the wind -- she always tried to eat bugs. She was happy, at peace, and painless again.
I envision her running free with my horse, Matthew. We told her to say hi to our friend's dog, Howie, who died this year in a tragic car accident. I know she will. She did everything I ever asked her to. She was the perfect first dog, a true ambassador for the wonderful greyhound breed. I love her, I miss her, but I'm so glad the pain is gone at last and she can be happy and playful again.