Thorsmom
09-23-2005, 10:52 PM
Yesterday, September 22, 2005, my beloved black lab/mastiff/God knows what else mixed breed Blackie Lynn passed away. She was 13 years old.
I haven't cried yet. For that, I feel badly. She was my entire family's constant companion for 13 years, and I haven't shed a tear. As I write this, my eyes are watering, but that's about the only emotion I've been able to muster. Even my father cried. You see, I had resigned myself to the fact that she would soon die because at the end of August she lost all memory of who we were and was not acting like herself at all.
We had planned to have her put to sleep soon.
She is in a better place now, with Tosha, the Border Collie who served as her mother-figure during her puppyhood and her companion until her own euthanasia almost 3 years ago.
Be at peace, my fluffy, mitten stealing, belly rub loving, too-big-to-be-a-lapdog-but-we'll-try-anyway, B-Lynn.
You will always be missed.
Blackie Lynn, August 29,1992-September 22,2005
I haven't cried yet. For that, I feel badly. She was my entire family's constant companion for 13 years, and I haven't shed a tear. As I write this, my eyes are watering, but that's about the only emotion I've been able to muster. Even my father cried. You see, I had resigned myself to the fact that she would soon die because at the end of August she lost all memory of who we were and was not acting like herself at all.
We had planned to have her put to sleep soon.
She is in a better place now, with Tosha, the Border Collie who served as her mother-figure during her puppyhood and her companion until her own euthanasia almost 3 years ago.
Be at peace, my fluffy, mitten stealing, belly rub loving, too-big-to-be-a-lapdog-but-we'll-try-anyway, B-Lynn.
You will always be missed.
Blackie Lynn, August 29,1992-September 22,2005