She’d been able to pour out
her innermost thoughts and feelings and there wasn’t anybody to judge her for
them. She’d been honest and raw as she pounded away on the keyboard, leaving
nothing unspoken…or un-typed. She hadn’t even let Tim read it, although he knew
what was in it. She was open with him and shared her feelings truthfully. They
were a team and she didn’t want to hide things from him, especially as her
hormone levels fluctuated like a roller coaster. She needed him to love her
unconditionally and she hadn’t been let down by him once. Eventually she’d
probably let him read it, just not yet. It was still too soon.
As Beth left the bedroom, she walked down the hall of their
spacious apartment, a gift from Matt when she’d married Tim. Three empty
bedrooms sat waiting to be filled with little bodies…the babies she craved.
Andrew and Rory had discussed with them the possibility of adoption, but she
wasn’t ready to go there…yet. They had to exhaust all other avenues first, and
then…well, they’d wait and see.
Continuing past the closed doors, she wandered through to
the kitchen and poured herself a glass of milk. Walking through the living
room, past the empty dog bed, she stepped onto the patio and closed her eyes.
The city was coming alive as the sun rose over the tall buildings. It was going
to be a glorious day. It was just too bad that her heart was breaking with each
passing minute.
*****
Walking into the vet’s office after lunch, Tim kept a firm
grip of Beth’s hand, squeezing every so often in a show of support and love.
The receptionist smiled at them as they entered the waiting area and asked them
to have a seat while she went and got the doctor. There were several other pet
owners scattered around the room, each with their own best friend; a few cats,
several dogs, a parakeet and a turtle.
Sitting on the vinyl covered bench for just a moment, the
vet walked through the doorway and walked towards them.
“Hello Beth. Tim,” he nodded. “Come on back.”
They stood and followed him down the hall, past the exam
rooms and into the back room, through the cat room and into the large area that
housed the dogs that were ill or needing medical attention. There lay Cleo,
Beth’s faithful companion for the last nine years. With tears in her eyes, she
hurried to the cage and knelt in front of her best friend.
“Hello, sweet girl,” she whispered.
The doctor opened the cage and Beth pushed herself forward
and placed her hand gently on Cleo’s back.
“You are such a good girl,” she cooed. “My beautiful girl.”
Cleo didn’t lift her head, but her eyes opened and she
sighed. Tim’s heart broke as he watched the exchange. He placed his arm on
Beth’s shoulder and wiped a tear that had escaped down his cheek.
“I will love you forever, Cleo,” Beth continued talking to
her dog. “You saved me so many times and I will never forget you.” She
continued to stroke her back and rub her ears. “You are forever my girl.”
The cancer had spread quickly and silently. After two surgeries,
the vet had said there was nothing more they could do. She was in constant pain
and could no longer walk. The last three days had been spent at the vets
getting a second, then third opinion. All were then same. The time had come.
Beth had to say goodbye.
The I.V. was already in Cleo’s front paw. All the vet had to
do was administer the liquid in the syringe and Cleo’s pain would be over…she
would be at peace…and Beth would be devastated…distraught and heartbroken. Cleo
had been there for her, ever loyal, forever faithful. She had even brought Beth
and Tim together. How would she survive without her girl?
With sobs pouring from her, Beth leaned in and kissed Cleo
for the last time, and it was as if Cleo knew what was happening and she used
her last ounce of energy to lift her head and lick Beth’s hand, saying goodbye
in her own way. Tim nodded to the doctor and he pushed the
her innermost thoughts and feelings and there wasn’t anybody to judge her for
them. She’d been honest and raw as she pounded away on the keyboard, leaving
nothing unspoken…or un-typed. She hadn’t even let Tim read it, although he knew
what was in it. She was open with him and shared her feelings truthfully. They
were a team and she didn’t want to hide things from him, especially as her
hormone levels fluctuated like a roller coaster. She needed him to love her
unconditionally and she hadn’t been let down by him once. Eventually she’d
probably let him read it, just not yet. It was still too soon.
As Beth left the bedroom, she walked down the hall of their
spacious apartment, a gift from Matt when she’d married Tim. Three empty
bedrooms sat waiting to be filled with little bodies…the babies she craved.
Andrew and Rory had discussed with them the possibility of adoption, but she
wasn’t ready to go there…yet. They had to exhaust all other avenues first, and
then…well, they’d wait and see.
Continuing past the closed doors, she wandered through to
the kitchen and poured herself a glass of milk. Walking through the living
room, past the empty dog bed, she stepped onto the patio and closed her eyes.
The city was coming alive as the sun rose over the tall buildings. It was going
to be a glorious day. It was just too bad that her heart was breaking with each
passing minute.
*****
Walking into the vet’s office after lunch, Tim kept a firm
grip of Beth’s hand, squeezing every so often in a show of support and love.
The receptionist smiled at them as they entered the waiting area and asked them
to have a seat while she went and got the doctor. There were several other pet
owners scattered around the room, each with their own best friend; a few cats,
several dogs, a parakeet and a turtle.
Sitting on the vinyl covered bench for just a moment, the
vet walked through the doorway and walked towards them.
“Hello Beth. Tim,” he nodded. “Come on back.”
They stood and followed him down the hall, past the exam
rooms and into the back room, through the cat room and into the large area that
housed the dogs that were ill or needing medical attention. There lay Cleo,
Beth’s faithful companion for the last nine years. With tears in her eyes, she
hurried to the cage and knelt in front of her best friend.
“Hello, sweet girl,” she whispered.
The doctor opened the cage and Beth pushed herself forward
and placed her hand gently on Cleo’s back.
“You are such a good girl,” she cooed. “My beautiful girl.”
Cleo didn’t lift her head, but her eyes opened and she
sighed. Tim’s heart broke as he watched the exchange. He placed his arm on
Beth’s shoulder and wiped a tear that had escaped down his cheek.
“I will love you forever, Cleo,” Beth continued talking to
her dog. “You saved me so many times and I will never forget you.” She
continued to stroke her back and rub her ears. “You are forever my girl.”
The cancer had spread quickly and silently. After two surgeries,
the vet had said there was nothing more they could do. She was in constant pain
and could no longer walk. The last three days had been spent at the vets
getting a second, then third opinion. All were then same. The time had come.
Beth had to say goodbye.
The I.V. was already in Cleo’s front paw. All the vet had to
do was administer the liquid in the syringe and Cleo’s pain would be over…she
would be at peace…and Beth would be devastated…distraught and heartbroken. Cleo
had been there for her, ever loyal, forever faithful. She had even brought Beth
and Tim together. How would she survive without her girl?
With sobs pouring from her, Beth leaned in and kissed Cleo
for the last time, and it was as if Cleo knew what was happening and she used
her last ounce of energy to lift her head and lick Beth’s hand, saying goodbye
in her own way. Tim nodded to the doctor and he pushed the
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