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Goodbye Gabe.

August 28, 2011 28 comments

This past Friday my friend Beth had to say a heartbreaking goodbye to her beloved Great Dane, Gabe.

Gabe was a big, beautiful Harlequin. He had a big heart, a gentle spirit and the most adorable and endearing face I have ever seen. She adopted him from the Minnesota Valley Humane Society, where we both volunteered as dog walkers, when he was about 4 years old.

You know how they say that dogs pick us? Well, I believe he had her at “Hello.” I’ve never seen a dog bond to someone as quickly as he did with Beth. He loved her deeply and with utter devotion. I believe he would have followed her to the ends of the earth.

When I visited them last weekend, I knew his time was near. It broke my heart to see him struggle to hold his back legs up so he could get a few pets and ear rubs from me. What a beautiful wonderful soul. Yup. He had me at “Hello” too. I know Beth, her husband, and her daughters are missing him terribly. Maybe that’s why this posting on a friend’s page resonated so much with me today when I saw it.

‎”Dog’s lives are short, too short, but you know that going in. You know the pain is coming, you’re going to lose a dog, and there’s going to be great anguish, so you live fully in the moment with her, never fail to share her joy or delight in her innocence, because you can’t support the illusion that a dog can be your lifelong companion. There’s such beauty in the hard honesty of that, in accepting and giving love while always aware it comes with an unbearable price. Maybe loving dogs is a way we do penance for all the other illusions we allow ourselves and for the mistakes we make because of those illusions.” ~ Dean Koontz, from “The Darkest Evening of the Year”

Godspeed Gabe. May your legs once again be strong when you stand to greet your momma at that Rainbow Bridge.

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Dogs, Daisy and Worrying About Loss

July 11, 2010 12 comments

I’ll just be honest. I’m a bit of a worrier sometimes.

I worry about my business – “Can I grow it as big as I want it to be someday?”.
I worry about my dogs – “Are they getting enough attention? Am I feeding them the right food?”.
I worry about my mom – “What if something happens and I am not there to help?”

But lately, I’ve been worrying about Daisy.
No. No. She’s fine. But, she is almost 7 years old. And now. I worry about her getting old and not being with me some day. It makes me sad to think about it, but I do.

Daisy

Perhaps it’s the fact that we’ve been through so much together. Or, that I’ve worked so hard to give her a life filled with love and fun to make up for all that she went through before I got her. Or, maybe it’s because of how much she has taught me about working with a fearful dog. Or, maybe it’s because she just so happens to be one of those very special dogs that touches your soul in ways you didn’t expect.

Either way, it causes me to worry. How will I deal with her not being there anymore?

So I am wondering… Do you have a special dog or cat in your life? And if you do, do you ever worry about what your life will be like with out them?

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