She has never wanted anything but love, which she gives unconditionally. I remember the first time I saw her, she looked up at me with big brown orbs peering into my soul. She knew me the moment I walked in the door as if i had always been there she accepted me unconditionally despite my dislike for her kind, though at that moment in that first look she had already won me over. But the love she showed for her human, the overwhelming joy that she embodied at the slightest glimpse. This was a bond I could not, would not interrupt. The love between them was complete, a pure love that a person shares with the only thing that will love them unconditionally no matter what, the bond between a dog and their human. She goes by many names, all of which she answers to, She is Bug, Bug a Boo, or just Boo, The Tag Wailer or Sadie McSue, but her real name is just Sadie, the others are terms of endearment we have placed on her over the years, her bug eyes bright marbles of adoration seeking only acceptance. Sadie McSue what do you do, when her actions puzzle her humans, that curled tail wagging in a tempo overwhelming excitement that must mirror her heart when she greets us at the door. About six months ago a bulge started to appear. I will spare you the details of the following months. Through all the suffering Sadie never wavered in her love for her humans she somehow could push back the pain we knew she was experiencing or perhaps the joy she felt as being with her humans somehow took her mind off of it. They say it is the final gift of love you can give your animal. Saying that removing the suffering somehow makes it easier. Its somehow humane. The words that helped me the
most though was that the loss the hurt the pain I feel are mine not hers they are me and my feeling they have no effect on her. Time prolongs her suffering. She has been suffering for far too long, One of the hardest decisions I have ever had to make, how do you make that decision? She can move around and walk, she still has that look of trusting love, that is what is soo hard I feel as if ultimately we are betraying her trust her living loving eyes will stare into my soul as I watch, as I watch … Today, Oct, 13. 2016 scheduled like any other appointment, we will take the life of a loved one purposefully. Not for us, our pain doesn’t matter, what we feel doesn’t matter, all that matters is her. Today, Sadie, will head over the rainbow bridge to her reward, where all dogs go, and her suffering will end, ours has just begun.
This tribute was written by John Aten for his wife Michelle in "Tribute to Sadie", their beloved dog the day they put Sadie to sleep.
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