TERRY MOSHER
SOPHIE MOSHER, RIP, JULY 28, 2016
We had to do the unthinkable today and have our beloved Sophie – a Shih Tzu – put down and if you have read me to any length you know I can’t kill a thing, not unless it’s a spider that is big enough to think about eating me.
It was extremely difficult for not just me, but also Mary because Sophie was her confident that she could talk to about her feelings and things that might be going on in her life. And Sophie listened.
Sophie was 13 years, four months and five days old and had spiraled downhill rapidly recently to the point she was in terrible pain from a bad heart and arthritis in her joints and fading eyesight and then the last two days did not have the use of her back legs which left her fighting to stay upright andstumbling and falling and repeatedly banging her head as she fell as she tried to join us wherever we might be.
It was terrible to watch. And the pain kept her barking at us most of the night, trying to get us to help her. We tried. Oh, god did we try. We got pain medicine and some medicine to help her sleep, but that only made her stability worse and last night she couldn’t keep her neck stiff; it would flop left and right.
We are not the first nor will we be the last to lose a pet this way. That doesn’t make it any easier. She’s been gone now for just over two hours and we terribly miss her presence and the love in her eyes even though we know it was in her best interest to let her go back to the other side.
In those last minutes before we took her to the vet, I talked to her, saying, “Sophie, I wish you could communicate with me in our language so we could better fix the problems you have. I don’t want to do this, but you are in too much pain and we have done as much as we can. I’m sorry. You have been our guard, and the first to come out of your area to tell us to shut up and stop arguing. Once you arrived, you would not leave until the argument had subsided and peace had been restored. Then you would gently turn and walk back to your area; mission accomplished.”
Sophie, you have been a dear. I prayed on the way to the vet that God would welcome you with loving arms and take care of you until we meet again. I know that has happened because you were great in the time you were here and God has to be pleased.
Until then Sophie, roam among the beautiful flowers up there, smell all the roses, and continue to shower your love on all who are there.
Be well Sophie.
Sophie, take care.
Have a great day, Sophie.
Sophie, you are loved so much.
