6/17/2001 - 10/13/2013Good Bye Chloe
As Chloe’s face turned white and she got “the clown face” as it’s lovingly called, we knew that day would be here soon. The day we would have to say good bye to Chloe. In my mind, I knew I would miss her, we all would, but I’d just have to keep reminding myself that she is just a dog. As the tumor in her liver grew and the pounds started to come off, I felt sad watching her waste away. The pounds just kept coming off quickly, and on her 12th birthday we celebrated. Knowing it would be her last.
Chloe never complained…that was just not like her. Even on the first night we brought her home, she never cried, she never was any trouble at all. But on Sunday October 13th, she did cry. Tears were running down her face like a little child. She was shaking and she could not stand up and then we knew she was in pain. But how much pain? …Could she make it through the night? …Does she want to hold on? These were the questions running through my mind that no one could answer, but my heart knew. Making the decision to let her go in peace so she could feel no more pain was such a hard decision, I can’t even explain. But we did our best to keep her comfortable, in her own bed, in her own home surrounded by the first two humans who called her their own. We thanked her for being such a good girl, for letting us share those 12 beautiful years with her. And now that she is gone, and I no longer hear her paws tapping on the wood floors, and I no longer see her wagging tail when I walk through the door, I am crushed. And I am left with this enormous sadness and emptiness, finally realizing she was more than a pet, she was a member of our family. Soon after Scott and I married, we bought our house and six months later we brought Chloe home. She made our house a home, and she made us a family even before the kids came along. Amazing that a pet can do that… a dog, can turn two young lovers playing house into parents, into a family. But that’s exactly what she did. So as it turns out, I think she did more for us than we did for her.
Walking into that pet store 12 years ago, we only thought of everything we had to do for her. Walk her, feed her, and take care of her. But, we never gave a thought as to what she would do for us. We gave her a good life, because we loved her. But she gave us so much more. Thank you, Chloe.
We got her ashes today. We thought having a part of her would ensure she would be with us forever. But now I know that even if we didn’t have her ashes, she would still be with us. She is in our yard burying her toys, she is on the bathroom tile floor keeping her tummy cool, she is in front of the garage door waiting for daddy to come home, she is and will always be with us. In our hearts forever, we love you Chloe.
Evelyn FranklinOrlando, FloridaNovember 13, 2013
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The love of a dog, especially your first dog, cannot be easily put into words. Any length of time spent with a dog creates a bond that lasts a lifetime. I lost my Falon almost two years ago. She remains in my heart and I still tear up at the thought of her. Dogs are as much a part of the family as any other. Sometimes more. So, treasure your memories of her and never forget her. And she will always be with you.Vera Franklin - November 22, 2013
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

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cindy fraustro - November 16, 2013
Chloe was a special girl in our life, she was our first grand doggie, always loving as well as protective, she is dearly missed and was very much loved. Nana and Papa FranklinConnie Franklin - November 14, 2013
It's difficult for a man to express his feelings, due to the stigma surrounding such, but I did cry when my first "Child" Chloe passed on. To see her go through such suffering so quickly and for us to have to make that decision so quickly were both very difficult things. As the days pass I try remove myself from that happening, probably because it hurt so much but I am thankful my wife gave such a tribute to her. I don't think I could have without falling apart. I miss our dog. She did help us become a family before we even had children. She was fun, beautiful, protective, and loyal. I will miss her enternally. Until we meet again at the Rainbow Bridge she is always in our hearts.Scott Franklin - November 14, 2013
Your story is beautiful and familiar to me. My little dog is going down hill fast and today I inquired about euthanasia. I appreciate knowing I will make the decision that you too had to make. Chloe looks like an amazing friend. Thank you for sharing. I hope you feel peace soon.
Dennise ( Summer Dog's owner)
Dennise Heckman - November 13, 2013
Eve... I could not finish reading your beautiful post...story on Chloe. The best LOVED dog ever!! Hugs always honey!
xoxox Viv & Family
Vivian Delgado - November 13, 2013

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