Noah to the Rainbow Bridge
April 1997 (adopted) - April 21, 2008
Just came home from the vet's office with Noah's empty collar and leash.
The injection worked fast. Too fast. His eyes stayed open as the vet administered the lethal substance, so he didn't even look like he was falling asleep.
The speed at which it worked pretty much sums up this whole canine cancer saga. Just a few weeks ago was the jumpy and energetic Noah rocking the house. Now he is gone.
April is indeed the cruelest month.
I feel numb right now. Perhaps it is my Asian male stoicism in full swing to block out emotions. Perhaps this will hit me like a ton of bricks at the least expected moment. Right now, I don't know what to feel.
Thank you for all your support.