Death is all around me
My Aunt left us here on Earth, the day before her Memorial Service, my Uncle had a heart attack. He had 11 hours of open heart surgery, now lays in a coma, listed in critical condition, filled with infection and pneumonia. Last week I made the decision finally to assist one of my old rescues, Dessah to the Rainbow Bridge. It hurt me so much. Much more than losing my favorite Aunt. I worry so for my Mother, she is so grief stricken, that only time can heal.
When I first met Dessah a little over two years ago, she was an emotional mess. The woman who had her the first 8+ years of her life gave her love in the form of food. Dessah was so overweight that her legs look like they belonged on a Corgi, only about three inches long. Every time I went to reach for her collar she would try or successfully bite me. I let her sleep in my bedroom with my four Siberians. She lost weight, would give me nasty looks whenever her bowl was empty. She thought that I did not know she was stealing food from the others.
One day a few months ago I heard a weird thumping noise coming from my office here at home. Every time I heard the noise I would come into my office and find Dessah standing in the middle of the floor looking up at me, as if to say "What, I wasn't doin' nuthin'!" Finally I was able to catch her in the act one day. Dessah was doing exercise by chasing her tail. It was the funniest thing you every seen, as she toddled as she dropped her feet heavily against the area rug. You can see Dessah at this link
http://www.petfinder.com/pet.cgi?action=2&pet=3626471&adTarget=&SessionID=42b81a7a400942bf-app1&display=&preview=1&row=0&tmpl=&stat=
Dessah was a Plain Jane, no one offered to adopt her off of Petfinder. That was okay though as she had my heart strings and I loved her. I miss so much the sound of her chasing her tail everyday. Barking to let me know that she wanted in. Her cold, cold wet nose nudging me daily when she wanted love. She would let me know when it was lovin' time, otherwise she was her own dog.
Last evening I had a client call, this is a client from my Critter Services. Their old cat was failing and could I come over to take a look. Moritz was riddled with cancer, his eye disappeared a few days ago. He was a dignified cat and I had the honor of taking care of him over Memorial Day weekend. I should mention that each and every time I went there I prayed please let him stay alive at least until they return.
It was such a sad scene last evening watching them struggle to make the decision to say good bye to their friend of 16+ years. Their vet would not return their calls, so I called my vet and made arrangements for Moritz and his family.
I could not sleep last night, there was an feeling of sadness and endings, endings and sadness.
When I first met Dessah a little over two years ago, she was an emotional mess. The woman who had her the first 8+ years of her life gave her love in the form of food. Dessah was so overweight that her legs look like they belonged on a Corgi, only about three inches long. Every time I went to reach for her collar she would try or successfully bite me. I let her sleep in my bedroom with my four Siberians. She lost weight, would give me nasty looks whenever her bowl was empty. She thought that I did not know she was stealing food from the others.
One day a few months ago I heard a weird thumping noise coming from my office here at home. Every time I heard the noise I would come into my office and find Dessah standing in the middle of the floor looking up at me, as if to say "What, I wasn't doin' nuthin'!" Finally I was able to catch her in the act one day. Dessah was doing exercise by chasing her tail. It was the funniest thing you every seen, as she toddled as she dropped her feet heavily against the area rug. You can see Dessah at this link
http://www.petfinder.com/pet.cgi?action=2&pet=3626471&adTarget=&SessionID=42b81a7a400942bf-app1&display=&preview=1&row=0&tmpl=&stat=
Dessah was a Plain Jane, no one offered to adopt her off of Petfinder. That was okay though as she had my heart strings and I loved her. I miss so much the sound of her chasing her tail everyday. Barking to let me know that she wanted in. Her cold, cold wet nose nudging me daily when she wanted love. She would let me know when it was lovin' time, otherwise she was her own dog.
Last evening I had a client call, this is a client from my Critter Services. Their old cat was failing and could I come over to take a look. Moritz was riddled with cancer, his eye disappeared a few days ago. He was a dignified cat and I had the honor of taking care of him over Memorial Day weekend. I should mention that each and every time I went there I prayed please let him stay alive at least until they return.
It was such a sad scene last evening watching them struggle to make the decision to say good bye to their friend of 16+ years. Their vet would not return their calls, so I called my vet and made arrangements for Moritz and his family.
I could not sleep last night, there was an feeling of sadness and endings, endings and sadness.