I was wrong...today is the day that we had to say goodbye to our much beloved, sweet and gentle Copper. While he had rallied this morning to the point that I thought he was going to make it, he began to fail just an hour or two later. I rushed him in for an emergency visit. Copper was determined to have a large, bleeding tumor on his heart. It had been there for some time. Nothing could be done. I guess doggie cancer is one of the more common things that take Golden Retrievers from their adoring owners.We decided that it wasn't about us and our desire to hold on to him at this point. It was about his comfort. He needed help to pass peacefully so we saw to that. We took a dog paw print, some locks of his hair and petted and loved on him until he was gone.
I thought that knowing he had had a long and happy life would help. I thought that knowing there was nothing we could have done or could do, might help make it easier to let him go. I thought that knowing we were easing his suffering would lessen our pain.