Thank you Inga.
Zachary was the best Big Boy ever. We called him Big Boy all the time. So very genle he was. Sometimes, I can still hear him WOO WOOO WOOOOing at the neighbors. That's how I knew he was done doing his business.
I remember the first time I saw him. We were suppose to get a female and my hubby's friend said he didn't like the way the female looked so he brought us Zachary. He was so tiny at 6 weeks. He was just the cutest little guy and I fell in love with him. We would take naps through the day and he'd lay on my chest. Turns out, he always wanted to do that but he grew so fast so we had to stop cuz he'd suffocate you with 130lbs of pure love.
He loved his nubbins rubbed. If he could find someone to do it, he'd back up on ya like a semi and plant his butt right on your knee. Start rubbin the nubbins! He'd stick his tongue out like he were licking air cuz it felt so good to him. If you stopped, he'd turn to look at ya and do this Habba~ Habba~ Habba~ at you to keep going. Then he'd turn around and bury his head in your side.
Zachary was a talker. We used to play this game where he'd stare at me and I'd look at him real quick and turn away and he'd Habba~ at me and growl real low and stare some more and I'd look at him real quick and look away. We'd do that all the time and then it'd be rubbin nubbins time.
I wish he could still be here today. Life is not the same without him. My heart is just broken but I must be happy for him because he is not in pain anymore. That is the one thing that keeps me going, knowing I did the right thing for him and not for myself even though I suffer without him. It's like an unselfish love when you can do that for your best friend even though it kills you inside. I never had to put an animal down. He was my first one.
I know when the time came, I cried so hard for him the night before. I laid with him til 1 am and just sobbed on him. I knew the day had come. I always thought of the things I would say and all I could do was cry. My eyes were so swollen from all the tears I cried for him that night.
He went so fast though. The vet tech couldn't find his vein. She tried 3 times and he left her. He never cried. I had them give him a sedative to make it as easy and painless as possible for him. We waited for ten minutes and she injected him and as soon as it hit his vein, he had passed away and I told him I was so sorry and questioned what I had done to my baby. I just kept saying I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!
I hope that he is up there watching over me while I live out the rest of my life. I hope that when it's my time he will be the first doggy I see. No words could ever express how heartbroken I truely am over his loss. The pain is unimaginable.
My Big Boy came home to me in a box a week after. He sits on my computer stand with an album my friend made for me, a few other pictures and a sympathy card from his vet. The inlay on his box reads: Dogs are not our whole lives but they make our lives whole -Roger Caras
It's so true. God knew what He was doing when he gave man a dog. An unconditional love He so gave man. I thanked Him on our last ride for Zachary and I told Him I loved him like like a child and it was time to give him back. I was so very blessed to have him and for that, I am thankful.
See, I told ya I was a windbag!
*wipes tears* Love ya Big Boy!