I write with a heavy heart. This morning I dropped Delilah off at her vet's office for a pretty standard surgery. She was having her teeth cleaned and nails trimmed, as well as having a tumor removed from her leg.
Delilah has had surgery before, so we anticipated picking her up after work today, as she has never had problems with anesthesia. The vet said to call around 2pm and they would let us know what time to get her! When I heard the message from the actual doctor at ten o'clock this morning, a immediately got a bad feeling and called right back.
When he told me that she passed away, I was speechless. He gave me a few details, then we hung up. I didn't know what to do. How was I going to tell Chad especially? Should I wait until work was over? I knew he would be calling this afternoon to see when he could get her, so I thought the news better come from me. I asked God quietly for strength and then made the call. I called the vet back and asked more questions, finding out that she did okay during surgery, it was after where she struggled and they tried several times to bring her back, but could not get a heartbeat.
My next thought was - how is Kyan going to handle this, he begged to take her this morning and I wouldn't let him (so now I feel incredibly quilty too). What everyone should know is that Kyan has an amazing strength and calmness about him and probably understood better than the rest of us. Where I want to blame everyone else for her passing away, he is reassuring me in the fact that Delilah is keeping Brion company up in heaven! He also knows we will be burying her and is okay with saying goodbye there. Again, Kyan continues to amaze me.
Yes, Delilah was just a dog, but she was a HUGE part of our family. We will miss her slobbery face every single day. Poor Fletcher already misses her presence tremendously. We love you.