7 months ago, today–November 14th, I had to let go of my best friend, Zoe. If I had known that on my birthday Zoe would not be around by Thanksgiving, I would’ve done things differently. Zoe was being Zoe–enjoying time in my presence–but then I noticed she was having difficulty breathing. I monitored her that evening but called the vet the next day. She already had a scheduled annual visit a day later so we decided to wait until her visit.
Well, needless to say, after spending $100’s of dollars to determine what was wrong with her, the vet told me it was time to prepare for her end of life care. WHAT?!
Less than 3 weeks after noticing her heavy breathing and she was not improving, I made the difficult decision to put her to rest.

The past 7 months have been a roller coaster. I did meet with a counselor for 4 months to help me process her death, my grief, and the stress of it all. She told me I was functioning in survival mode, and I would continue to function in that mode for a while. I still have to live my life through the next year — every season — without her.

I adopted Zoe at 3 months old. She departed this world at 13.5 years old. She had a great and loved life. Grieving is a funny process. I don’t cry anymore but there are days I just sit in silence and realize she is gone. I know in time things will get better.
7 months ago today, a girl’s best friend ran over the rainbow bridge.








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