It was a devastating tragic day today to see our pet dog Devil (Named after Phantoms, Devil) dead and stiff.. He was not eating well for the past 2 days but was drinking milk. I thought of taking him to the Vet and even talked to him yesterday. He asked me to take it today which I regret so much.. Had I done that yesterday I might have saved him.. He was active and then I thought it was a normal sickness..
He was a intelligent and compassionate pup, hardly 3 months of age but very brave and playful. Our kids used to play with him and as they play with a brother. Once he ran away and fell in a ditch, then I had rescued him, the day I felt like God.. but today I am filled with guilt and sorrow.
I never thought It could be so emotional to lose someone.. However its the way life is, have to carry on. One thing I am happy about is he lived his life full in the short span and died peacefully. It was like he sleeping as usual and I had buried him in the shadows.. Still feel like something is ripped off from my inside..