The Last Battle
If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this — the last battle — can't be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don't let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn't want me to suffer so.
When the time comes, please, let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they'll tend,
Only, stay with me till the end
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
It is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail its last has waved,
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don't grieve that it must be you
Who has to decide this thing to do;
We've been so close — we two — these years,
Don't let your heart hold any tears.
— Unknown
@Cynthia12 I am sorry for your loss. Yes, I know the pain. I have had to do this a couple times thru the years with my beloved pets. They were a part of my family and a part of me left with them. Shadow I had for around 18 yrs. and My Star for at least 12. I miss them still but I know I did the right thing just as you have. Roberts therapy cat Dipskit we had for 12 I believe Hard to remember now.
...pure love. I pray your day is going better
Which I was also doing when I hurt my ribs but that incident wasn't my fault. This one was my bad. Missed a trail, slammed on my brakes, lurched forward and felt as though somebody was trying to rip my arm off. Doubt if he would be too sympathetic this time around. It is slowly improving though so I'm hoping that by the time I have to see him again in the fall it'll be healed enough that he won't be too upset with me. I'll just tell him to look at it this way, I'm guaranteeing him job security.
