Friday was the WORST day of my life!!! I had such high hopes of it being the beginning of a great weekend! I started my new 7-3:30 work shift last week, however, I had not made it to work by 7:00 yet. I set my alarm to get up early BC Friday was going to be the day, I had a million things to do at work and we were taking raylee to the circus so I needed to get off on time.
So my alarm goes off and I roll over and Delilah is sitting up.starring at me. I get up, pick her up and tell Josie to get up and go tee tee, just like I do every morning.
The closer I get to the back door I noticed that Delilah was panting, which didn't alarm me BC I had the heated mattress pad on and she was snuggled up under my pillow sleeping like she does every night. Once I got to the door I noticed my gown was wet like she tee teed on me. I flipped the light on and she was gasping for air. I started seeming and woke billy up. He grabbed a towel and got her from me and laid her on the bed. As she was laying there gasping for air she pooped. In my heart I knew our time with her was coming to a end.
I called my parents about 5:30 screaming & crying. I probably woke everyone up that lives between us & my parents. I couldn't just sit there and watch her die. I couldn't. As I was sobbing on the phone with my mom I looked over and our beagle, Bailey, had jumped up on the bed and was licked her little head.
Billy kept telling me to come on that she needed me. Something came over me and I was able to pick her up and hold her. I brought her in the living room and rocked her and we loved on her until she died at 5:40 a.m.
Even after she died I held, rocked and talked to her until the time came that I finally had to hand her over to billy. At 8:30 he took her to be cremated and that was the last time I would ever hold & see my sweet girl again.
We brought her home last night and I can't wrap my head around that my sweet little lilah is in that box. When I got ready to go to bed last night I put her in between my pillow and the head board Just like I have for what seems like forever.
Mark bought her for me in 1998 when I was a junior in high school. She was two years old. We have been through a lot together. I knew I would be sad When she died but I had no idea it would hurt This bad. I really feel like my best friend has died.
I want to think that with time it will get better but its hard to see it through all of the tears.......
