Dog Show!

Today my friend is putting down her dog. Adrian has been part of her family for 13 years. I can only imagine the pain of putting down a beloved pet. It must take great strength and courage to put down a pet, I have not yet had to do it but I have had a couple similar experiences and today I have been thinking of them.

When I was 7 my dad got me my first pet dog. She was a black lab and she was my baby. Let me tell you that dog put up with a lot! From me dressing her up in baby bonnets, to making her wear socks! We would go for walks and she would always look back at me and give me this look as if she was saying “hurry up and catch up with me”. One day on one of these walks ( I can feel the tears starting to flow right about now) my dear girl ran onto the road and was hit by a truck, I remember watching in horror as she rolled down onto the side of the road. I don’t think I have ever moved so fast in my life as to get to where she was, she was alive still…but barely. I remember hugging her and crying and having her die in my arms. That was one of the hardest things I have had to experience in my life. I had only had her for two years.

My second dog came along two years after that. A purebred border collie. Ohh she was such a cutie when she was a puppy! Watching her run on her little chubby legs and then topple over. It was so cute! She was in my family for 5 years. We all loved that dog and we spent countless hours spoiling her to death! She was loved to bits. One day when I went outside to find her, I found her laying down with blood streaming out of her nose and she was coughing up blood. We had no idea what was wrong with her. Two hours later she was dead. She died from poisoning the vet said, but how she got it we had no clue. We had “doggy-proofed” our farm to make sure nothing would hurt her.
My neighbour then comes over and tells us her poisoned her because he “didn’t really care for her””. Golly gee thanks guy, your lucky I was to upset to say what I wanted to.

A few years later my third dog came along. He is half border collie/ half German Sheppard . He has been around for about 5 years now. He is my most spunkiest dog yet. He loves to hug ( he will jump up and wrap his paws around you, we tried to train this out of him…but we failed…we jokingly say he‘s a lover not a fighter!), he cannot sit still, and he loves to chew holes in my socks( imagine my shock when I go to put on a sock and there’s a big hole in it…). I love that little guy to bits and don’t know what I would do without him!

As you can tell I am slightly dog crazy! Never mind the crazy cat lady, I’m going to be the crazy dog lady! Pets are an important part of the family. They always listen to you when you are upset and can make you feel better by just letting you talk to them and pet them. Its very therapeutic. So if you have a pet: hug, cuddle and love them to bits while they are still around!

Shalom!