Gizzie: A Short Story

She wasn’t acting like herself anymore. It was almost as if it was her daily routine to act as if she was in pain, which she was. It was a long, unusual problem that my dog Gizzie was in a different state of mind, so our family knew what we had to do. It was hard to understand at first, how a dog that’s been around my whole life would be gone the next day. Lying in my bed and thinking about all of the memories, like the snow days when you could see her little paws imprinted into the ground.
Saturday mornings when we were in no rush whatsoever and she’d just lay on the couch trying to fall asleep.
And almost identical to a princess when she trotted around the house. I woke up to the thought of knowing what was going to happen. When we arrived at the vet, I sat in a chair with a sick feeling in my stomach. The woman at the desk said “Gizzie?” and then my heart dropped. They brought us to the room in the back, and then we waited and pet Gizzie like it was the last moment that we could. My mom asked me in a quiet voice, “Would you like to watch?” I calmly responded, “Yes”, and sat in the chair. The doctor came in also with a sad look on her face. She gave Gizzie the first shot. …show more content…
The quietness, then the screeching, and the barking. “Here’s the second shot,” she said. “After this, she will begin to fall asleep.” As it pierced into her frail, white fur, we began to cry. Through the tears, I could see her little eyes begin to close. We cried and cried until we left the room, and the hospital. We gradually walked into the car, still dripping tears. I was screaming and crying as hard as I possibly could. Thoughts were running throughout my head, would I ever see her again? Is there a slight chance that a that all of this is a dream? I was banging my feet in the car as my parents, were sobbing too. My dad said it was the hardest he’s ever seen me