Our last walk together
It had been grey and cloudy weather for many days. When I woke up that morning, the sun was shining, but in my heart there was just darkness.
We went on a walk, Manuel’s favourite walk at the summer house. First the beach, and then the woods with the small hills where he would run like crazy when young.
I understand if taking pictures this day to some may appear as morbid, but to me it is one way of handling grief…
And he was no more…
The vet. came. She was very calm and Manuel just invited her into the garden without barking. It was all quickly over…
Then we drove half way home, and met the guy who would take care of the cremation. He was kind enough to meet us halfway.
The man treated Manuel with dignity and offered us to come to his home (not the crematiorium) to pick up the ashes of Manuel later on.
I felt that I did not really want to hand over Manuel… and it was terrible to see the car drive away with him… I do not remember how we got home to Malmö, even though it was I who drove.
When we came home to Malmö we agreed that it would be impossible to put away the dog-bed indefinitely.
Run free Manuel…run free
This content is written post mortem but the date is set as correct in to relation when it really happened. I think it is very important to share this experience and knowledge but I have not had the energy to do so, until now (2021).