Everytime I read or watch Marley and Me, I always cry when Josh Grogran has to say goodbye to Marley and make that hard decision to euthanize his Labrador Retriever. I am sure you can see why that hit close to home. I think the hardest part of that book and movie was knowing I had my own Marley at home that one day I would have to say goodbye to. That day came a few hours ago.
I never wanted to be in those shoes, and I didn't think if I was in that position, that I could ask someone to end my dog's life. As Kayleigh laid in my lap looking up at me for the final time, I would have done anything to get her to the vet and put her out of her pain so she didn't have to suffer, and yet there was nothing I could have done as she struggled to breathe.
I had done everything I could to try to save her life. I think she knew that. I just patted her on the head and the belly for the final time telling her it was okay as tears rolled down my face.
Tonight, she is buried in front of three mountains, and a full moon is shining down on her freshly dug grave. Life is strangely symbolic like that. It's almost as if it's a sign letting me know she is at peace.
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