I have been dreaming a lot lately about my Westie, Chelsea, who passed three years ago.
Chelsea and I always had little rituals that was just between us. Everyday, I would get up and get ready for work leaving her asleep under the covers. Angus would be asleep at the pillow.
When I was ready to take them out, I would lean down and pet both of them. Chelsea would always give me one little lick on my nose. Chelsea and Angus were not dogs to lick someone so this was special.
Chelsea did this everyday. I like to think it was her way to say “Good Morning”. If I was feeling down, she would lean over and give me a “kiss” on the nose. She only did this with me.
When the day came to have her put down, I stood at the table petting and talking to her. As I stroked her fur, she started to go. But before she went, she leaned her little head over and gave me a “kiss” on the nose as if to comfort me. She then laid her head down and was gone.
It broke my heart to say goodbye but I knew we made the right decision for her. She was with me for 14 years and she was very special. I will always remember that last little “kiss” from my little girl. Our pets are with us for a short time and I know that we all cherish every day we have with them.