More About Astro
Letting go of Astro, making the decision to have him put to sleep and end his pain and suffering was not an easy one. In fact, since I knew it would one day have to be made by me, several years were spent examining what signs to look for and how to know when my beloved four legged canine child would let me know without words that he was ready to let go of me too. Once I saw this vacant look in his eyes, and his usual enthusiasms fade, it became apparent that the time to let him go was actually here in that present moment.
Although the decision to let him go was not made in haste, the idea of what life would be like without him was a complete unknown. Astro was my first dog, and he was truly treated like a third child. Most of my friends and people who know him say, he lived gloriously, like a King. There was even a joke (off colored perhaps) that Astro even ate better than many of the people I represented in court! His diet included, among many fine foods, goat cheese, steak, lox, donuts, chocolate, bear claws, and hand made potato kugal, and his favorite, challah bread. Until he could no longer walk, each and every day, he went outside with me, and he would push himself to stay along my side for 2-3 miles. Although most of my neighbors did not know my husband by name, everyone knew Astro, and often he was a means by which individuals, who were often shy or normally not too talkative, would stop us to say hello during our walks. Astro went to my children's soccer games and water polo matches. He accompanied us on a couple of vacations, and frolicked in the snow one winter in Mammoth.
When Astro was stricken with cancer in the year 2000, the vet did not think he would have long to life. There was a sarcoma inside of his mouth, and we chose to have a part of his mouth cut off, to be certain that the cancer was completely removed and less likely to spread. Even to the vet's amazement, Astro survived the cancer, and did not have another relapse, which he ultimately attributed to the never ending love that I relished upon Astro, my best of all possible friends.
Today, the housekeeper came and cried too when she walked inside of an empty house, one without Astro here. Astro's absence is clearly noticed in so many ways. His fur, which was long and light blonde no longer sticks to the carpet. When I am cooking, the space on the marble kitchen floor where he used to lay and wait is left unoccupied. When I come home from work, there is no one to greet me with a wagging tail and a face of true happiness. And of course, the tears still continue on a daily basis, as life without Astro, my friend, my baby and my constant companion is clearly not the same anymore.
Just a few words, a note, to let you know, my sweet boy, that I continue to think about you each and every moment of the day.
As you can see, losing Astro has been extremely difficult and painful, as if someone came in and took away my support, or a piece of my heart.
Thank you for your life, my dear Astro.
Although the decision to let him go was not made in haste, the idea of what life would be like without him was a complete unknown. Astro was my first dog, and he was truly treated like a third child. Most of my friends and people who know him say, he lived gloriously, like a King. There was even a joke (off colored perhaps) that Astro even ate better than many of the people I represented in court! His diet included, among many fine foods, goat cheese, steak, lox, donuts, chocolate, bear claws, and hand made potato kugal, and his favorite, challah bread. Until he could no longer walk, each and every day, he went outside with me, and he would push himself to stay along my side for 2-3 miles. Although most of my neighbors did not know my husband by name, everyone knew Astro, and often he was a means by which individuals, who were often shy or normally not too talkative, would stop us to say hello during our walks. Astro went to my children's soccer games and water polo matches. He accompanied us on a couple of vacations, and frolicked in the snow one winter in Mammoth.
When Astro was stricken with cancer in the year 2000, the vet did not think he would have long to life. There was a sarcoma inside of his mouth, and we chose to have a part of his mouth cut off, to be certain that the cancer was completely removed and less likely to spread. Even to the vet's amazement, Astro survived the cancer, and did not have another relapse, which he ultimately attributed to the never ending love that I relished upon Astro, my best of all possible friends.
Today, the housekeeper came and cried too when she walked inside of an empty house, one without Astro here. Astro's absence is clearly noticed in so many ways. His fur, which was long and light blonde no longer sticks to the carpet. When I am cooking, the space on the marble kitchen floor where he used to lay and wait is left unoccupied. When I come home from work, there is no one to greet me with a wagging tail and a face of true happiness. And of course, the tears still continue on a daily basis, as life without Astro, my friend, my baby and my constant companion is clearly not the same anymore.
Just a few words, a note, to let you know, my sweet boy, that I continue to think about you each and every moment of the day.
As you can see, losing Astro has been extremely difficult and painful, as if someone came in and took away my support, or a piece of my heart.
Thank you for your life, my dear Astro.
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