Dearest hdnurse,
I am so terribly sorry...
Sometimes the greatest and most loving gift we can give is the hardest on our hearts... Bless you and your heart for having the strength and courage to give your precious Heba the gift of freedom... You will forever be his champion.
Please accept my profound condolences and deepest sympathies... And, please, be gentle with yourself now... Hearts take time to mend...
Fly free, precious Heba! Wear your handsome new wings proudly! Soar high! Send a rainbow to us all. Whisper in your loving, brave parent's heart to tell them you're okay now. Tell them you're eating, frolicking, chasing butterflies, and healthy again...
Tell them thank you.
Much love and countless gentle hugs for you and your heart, dearest hdnurse,
Deb and Nikki -- and, Giz, forever whispering in my heart, and clearing her dance card to share paws with Heba at The Bridge...
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