Moments with Snoopy

You can’t help but wonder, are you making the right decision? Does he know what is going to happen? is there anything else I can try? I am never going to see him again, I wont be able to kiss him, hug him or give him his favorite toy or snack again. So many thoughts, questions, emotions but no answer to it. When the morning of June 13, 2022 arrived, I felt nauseous, sick to my stomach, shaky, and every symptom you can think of.  A vet who provided home services, was going to arrive to our home that day. I woke up early and began calling his oncologist, however I was told she was not there and that the replacement oncologist would call back. I called again maybe 5 more times until I was finally about to speak to someone who was aware of Snoopy’s health. I asked if there were alternative medical options, preferably where we can improve Snoopy’s quality of life. Although I knew what reality was I was just hoping to hear the answer yes. Unfortunately, that is not the answer I received. She mentioned that persistent seizures and difficulties breathing were a high possibility and that his tumor would spread to his brain. She reassured me that the right decision to make for Snoopy was to proceed with letting him painlessly pass. That final day, my brother and sister, Snoopy’s sister Princess, and myself all spent some time together on the front steps with Snoopy by our side. He always loved relaxing in the front. My nephews said their goodbye’s to Snoopy which was so hurtful to watch since they knew him their whole lives.