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Man’s Best Friend

Man’s Best Friend

Man’s Best Friend

This is a hard one to write, but necessary for some healing, in at least my mind. I apologize for not posting lately, but it has been a couple of tough weeks. Anyway, you hear the phrase man’s best friend when you are very young, whether you’ve had a dog or not. However, unless you’ve ever had a dog, you really never get to know how really true it is.

Growing up, I recall having a couple of friends grieving for pets that had past away and I could never really understand it. I’m not a mean person, but always thought to myself, wow, its only dog or a cat. How can that person be so upset about its passing? Well, now I know. Believe it or not, it wasn’t until I was 38 that I got my first and only dog, Lexie. My two kids were about 8 and 10 years old when we got her from a shelter in Tennessee, through an on-line website. I’ll never forget the first day we brought her home and introduced here to the kids. It was truly awesome to see their expressions and joy. That little puppy really got a lot of attention during those first couple of weeks and for five more years to come. She really was perfect for the kids, my wife and for me. Like most family dogs, they do become part of the family.

As you may have guessed, our little Lexie passed away two weekends ago, after getting out of the house, when I left a basement bulkhead open while moving an office. She was a curious dog and always sought an opportunity to get outside without a leash and chase a squirrel, which was her daily exercise, albeit on a runner in the backyard. Anyway, it wasn’t too long after I opened that bulkhead that we had a knock at the door by a police officer, who indicated that a passerby saw the dog laying in the road and called them. Lexie was gone when they came upon her and oddly enough, there was no evidence of any injuries whatsoever. When we first got here, we were told that she did have a heart murmur and would likely grow up to be a mellow dog. Well, she was pretty active and liked to play a lot, but certainly slept the majority of the day and night. I like to think that her ticker just gave out, as opposed to the thought that someone hit her and just took off. Either way, it doesn’t appear as though she suffered at all, which I suppose is a blessing.

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Words cannot describe the emotions that ran through the entire family in the front yard that day. It was quite sad time. During the whole thing, while hugging my son and my daughter, I recalled a thought that I had earlier that day, when I had realized that I hadn’t hugged my kids in quite a long time and I had wished that I could get a hug from my kids before the day was over. Wow. If I had known how those hugs would come about that day, I may saved the thought for another time. Although, the moment did bring us very close that day, but I digress and will save this specific topic for another future post. It was a Sunday, so our options were somewhat limited. After talking about it, we decided to bury her in the yard and get a small headstone, so that we could visit her when we wanted and know that she’d always be in our sight and our thoughts.

Lexie brought a lot of love to our home and received an abundance of the same. You don’t really realize how much they become a part of your everyday life and routines, until they are gone, like most precious things in life we take for granted. I recall saying to my wife and kids that day in between the tears that while it wasn’t a great time for a teaching moment, they all needed to realize how precious life is and how fast it can end without notice. Therefore, live your life each and every day, each and every moment, like it could be your last. Don’t sweat the little things. Life is too short. Smile, enjoy life and being alive – all of the time.

My house is very quite now. Lexie was wherever we were, anytime we were home. When we left and came back home, she was ALWAYS at the door. When we were in the kitchen or dining room, she was ALWAYS under us, hoping for a crumb or treat of anything we had. When we were lounging on the couch or laying in bed, she was very close, begging for and providing overwhelming affection. Her clanging noisy dog tag, her little cries, which served as our alarm clock every morning and her laying on her back just hoping you would scratch her belly, are all so deeply missed.

Looking back at my thoughts when I was kid about my friends who had lost pets, I know realize how stupid and naive I was. I’m a grown man and the loss of that dog had me blubbering like a little baby. I feel I could now be an actor, as I could make myself tear up anytime I wanted, just by focusing on the whole thing for a bit of time. No offense to my wife or my good friends out there, but I also now know what “man’s best friend” really means. Pet dogs are always forgiving and they don’t hold grudges. While they need food, water, shelter and care, they take nothing from you. They just love you and hopefully you love them back. I know we did and we’ll never forget her! I’m sure that once some healing has taken place, we’ll rescue another. It was the best thing we ever did! If you are interested in doing the same, check out the State by State listing of the great majority of all animal shelters and rescues in the USA that I have put together here at www.pussysqueeze.com, which I’ll also write about in a future post here, since it was an idea that stemmed from my first pet. Thanks for reading!

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