My lovely dog, Beamish,
Tomorrow will be the hardest day of my life since I said goodbye to my beloved husband, Pete, 11 years ago, after he suffered a stroke. Having no children, and feeling so devastated and alone after his death, I contemplated taking my own life when I was at my lowest, and felt I could not go on.
Our beautiful dog, Beamish (a rescued Lab cross), would come to me, put his paws on my lap and lick my tears away. He has never left my side since my husband passed and I know that I would not be here if it were not for him.
But, tomorrow, I have to say goodbye to him, and its breaking my heart. He is 16 years old, but Cushing’s…
