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February 12, 1989 - February 15, 2005

I awoke and realized that somehow I had reached a decision. I
would put her to sleep that day, I was ready to let her go. I turned and told
her, I said I was quite reluctant to take this life-death matter into my own
hands, so if, perchance, she felt she could do it, well, that would be much
better.
I then noticed that it had begun to drizzle, one of those sweet
warm winter sprinkles. I thought how she'd love to smell it. I gingerly picked
her up and walked out back with her in my arms. She lifted her head, twitching
her nose. We stood there a long while, the two of us sniffing the air. I
promised Beatrice I would bring her back here forever, Oh how she loved this
farm!
Kathy
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