I knew my mom had made the decision to put my dog down, but I never knew when. Just imagine, a loved one of yours who was very sick,  just passed away out of nowhere. It would be a huge surprise. You knew this person or pet was going to go sometime, but you never knew when. That’s exactly how I felt.  This loved one meant so much to you, and now that special person is gone. Here’s my story.

As I walked in the door on a Thursday night, after hard work at soccer practice, I felt tension between my family members, but I had no idea what was going on. Everyone was in different rooms. I continued walking into the kitchen to start on my homework. I scooped myself some vanilla and chocolate ice cream, then making my way to my kitchen table. Many algebra problems later, my mom walked into the kitchen to grab a snack. “You aren’t sad?” my mom questioned as she makes her way to the table.
“What is going on?” I asked while thinking all of the possible scenarios.
“Well, today at a little before three, I went to the vet to put Sampson down.” She noted while letting out a tear.
My eyes wander around the room thinking to myself, Is this actually happening? I never realized how bad it would feel when something like this actually happened to me.
“You are not as sad as I was, I’ll tell you. Time flew by so fast with that dog. Tears were flying everywhere out of my eyes watching the vet put that needle in the poor dog.” She explained as she walked out of the kitchen.

I walk into the living room to hear the loud snoring of my dad. I continue over to see my cute seven month old puppy, Ollie. I give him a huge hug to take the stress of my mind. Thirty minutes later I then get up realizing what time it was.
As I walked out of my living room my eyes glanced at the spot he would always lay, lifting his head slightly as someone would walk by. When I walk into the kitchen to turn off the lights, I remember always opening and closing the freezer an inch, hitting him until he would move. As I make my way down the hallway, I remember always having to step over him, and how annoying it was. I sat on the floor picking out an outfit for school the next day. My other nine year old dog, Grady, came into my room and layed down next to me. I hugged him for the next five minutes, remembering he was suffering from bone cancer. I think again how I can’t take my dogs for granted, because of how much happier they make me.  As I lay in bed, scrolling through my phone, I think to myself. I never realized how much I loved my dog til I lost him.