I just recently lost my beloved dog in a car accident. I only had him for a short period, but he kindheartedlu transitioned me into life in a new country and parenthood. The moment we met him at the rescue center I was in love. He was a yorkie mix and came straight up to me a licked my hand. I asked no questions, just when I could take him home. It soon became evident that the poor thing must have suffered some abuse as he was terrified of other dogs and only wanted us in his pack. He never barked at humans, but he wasn’t interested in any one but us.
We went on a journey of companionship I had not experienced before, I had a pet when I was a child, but this was different. Often it was just the two of us as my partner travelled with work. Life got busier with our children, of which he was by my side throughout the pregnancies and bringing these little ones into his world as well as mine. He was so patient with them. He loved my toddler – and I never realized how much food he dropped until my darling dog departed.
He never ran away, we would just shout his name if he went out the front door (which was rare) and he would fall to the ground with his legs in the air waiting for you to tickle him or pick him up. Some days he’d run to the car and we take him out for a walk. But this fateful, tragic day. He ran out, and I called him and he glanced back at me, this time not falling to the ground. The next thing I heard was a car screeching and his yelp. My heart is broken!! My husband ran out to pick him up, I wailed and prayed that he was okay, telling him I loved him. My husband rushed him to the vet and sadly he died on the way there on his lap.
I just can’t come to grips with it, why did this day he run out? Why did it have to be rush hour? Why didn’t he stop when I called for him? Why did he look back and keep going? Was he running away? Did he not want to be with us anymore? Did he hear me tell him I loved him and that he was the best dog? When will the tears stop?
I have spent days reading others stories, but haven’t seen one from someone who lost their dog in similar circumstances and want to hear how you got through it and how you made sense, peace with it.