GypsyRose the Collie Dog

Published on April 28th, 2008

By Kerhavencollies (Canada)

The Last Night Lie down old girl try not ot move, Gypsy you have to rest. Obediently, she did as told, she always tried her best But the pain was so bad it made her rise, against her loved one's will Back and forth she continued to limp, she just could not lie still. More pills the mistress gave to her, in an effort to stop her pain. Tears streaming down her face, she held her and softly spoke her name. Finally by 4 am, the pain began to subside. Gypsy lay upon the couch, her mistress by her side. Seven hours they had fought this pain, both real and of the heart. But it would return the mistress knew, the time had come to part. As the hours ticked slowly by, til the vet clinic opened up.. The mistress thought back over the years, to her newborn Gypsy pup. She thought of all the good times, so many over the years. Struggle though she did, she could not staunch the tears. She's not sick her mind kept saying, for her age she is in perfect health. That and accidental slip, a fall, would rob her of the wealth, Of years that should belong to us, now, instead, has sealed her fate. The mistress now had to send her friend to wait near Heaven's gate. There was no surgery that could be done to eradicate the pain. Only drugs held it at bay, but it would return again. Drugs which all to soon would cause her kidneys to be destroyed. The mistress shook her head, at herself she was annoyed. For what reason was she doing this, this drugging of her faithful chum? So she wouldn't have to break her heart? Was this fair to her special one? If the pain returned while mistress worked, alone old Gypsy would suffer. Until the mistress came with drugs, the old one's pain to buffer. There are things worse then death, well did the mistress know.. That sometimes, the greatest act of love is found..in letting go.