Yesterday I lost one of my best friends, Gigi. We grew up together, I had her for 12 years and I’m now 20. She was so ill when I saw her yesterday, she could barely breathe and when my mum and I went to the vet to say our goodbyes she opened her eyes and she had this look as if to say “I’m glad you’re here”. My mum left the room and although I didn’t want to see her pass away, I thought it wasn’t about me and my selfishness, it wouldn’t be fair to let her die in the presence of strangers and in a strange place. When my mum left the room, I was kneeling down beside her and the vet came over with the injection, and as he walked over it’s as if she thought “I’ve seen them now, I can go” and she closed her eyes. The other dog in the room was crying. And my poor baby, I tried talking to her so she’d feel better and I stroked her head whilst he injected her. She stopped breathing a few seconds after all the liquid went in and the machine that was attached to her  made a long continuous beep. 

I just hope she knows how much I loved/love her and I hope that somehow she knows how sorry I am for not always giving her as much attention as she deserved. It hasn’t sunken in properly that she’s gone. I can’t believe I’ll never see her again. She had the biggest appetite in the world and because of that I’ll always think of her when I eat. I hope she was happy and I regret not spending enough time with her. I love you so much Gigi