toemas, our beautiful vizsla,
is at play in the fields of the lord

i held him as the vet gave him the shot
his eyes watched mine
then his pupils dilated
and he lay down on his side

there was no last gasp
no whimper
no jerk nor twitch

he was looking at me
and then he was gone

we stayed until his paws turned cold
and i kissed his head
and told him i was sorry
and that i loved him

i know we did the right thing
but my heart still aches