By the time you read this I will be dead. I have only two days of life in my physical form remaining and much to do before I go.
I always knew this day would come. I knew that at a moment when I felt most alive I would be summoned, called to cross the rainbow bridge.
I was not surprised when the emergency vet reported that I had a very large tumor in my abdomen and that not even surgery would save me.
My people wept at the news but I simply took a few deep breaths and thought about what I would be leaving behind.
My first thought was for Asher. That silly dog loves me with all his heart. My death will break his heart. A single tear will fall from each of his beautiful blue eyes and he will blubber like a little boy. He still blubbers when he remembers his beloved aunt Codie.
My people will blame themselves for not discovering the tumor sooner. But what else could they have done? I saw the vet so many times and in the end the tumor took hold and bolted before anyone knew it was there.
That’s why I know there is a reason I have been summoned. The decision was made somewhere in the great beyond, my DNA was scrambled, the tumor grew very large and here I am with only hours to live.
I had a happy life at Asherpark – nearly six good years. And now it’s over, not quite in the blink of an eye but so much sooner than I hoped. It’s not that I’m afraid to die. I just wish I could have lived a little longer.
It will be hard on my people. You should see how sad they are to lose an old worn out mutt like Mama. I’m still young and in the prime of my life. I know they will miss me for a long time.
I have another day before the vet comes to send me on my way. I’m grateful that I will die at home with Ash close by and my people holding me as I take my last breath. I will write more when I am able. Until then I’m living like there’s no tomorrow.