Today has been a pretty hard day for our family. Our faithful dog of 14 years has seen his last day. We knew this day was coming, as a few months ago we had him at the vet to check out his eyes. We were confirmed that he was going blind and that his days were numbered, considering his age and all. The preparation doesn't make it any easier.
As a mother this is hard to watch my all of my children lose their childhood pet. However, my heart is especially breaking for my precious son, Dylan. You see, Dylan, is the one who fed him and walked him and made sure all of his needs were met. And today is Dylan's 12th birthday. He is the one who came in this morning to alert me of his deteriorating condition. He is the one who stood by his side for hours while waiting for my husband to get home. He is the one who took the ride to the vet with Phil.
We have numerous memories of our beloved Black Lab. And we will hold them all in our hearts. It is just one more reminder to us all of how precious each moment on this earth can be...whether we are with our pets or even more important with our friends & loved ones. It is so important to make each moment count!
I was reminded of this poem, and it seems fitting to post it.
A Boy and His Dog
By: Edgar Guest
A boy and his dog make a glorious pair:
No better friendship is found anywhere,
For they talk and they walk and they run and they play,
And they have their deep secrets for many a day;
And that boy has a comrade who thinks and who feels,
Who walks down the road with a dog at his heels.
He may go where he will and his dog will be there,
May revel in mud and his dog will not care;
Faithful he'll stay for the slightest command
And bark with delight at the touch of his hand;
Oh, he owns a treasure which nobody steals,
Who walks down the road with a dog at his heels.
No other can lure him away from his side;
He's proof against riches and station and pride;
Fine dress does not charm him, and flattery's breath
Is lost on the dog, for he's faithful to death;
He sees the great soul which the body conceals--
Oh, it's great to be young with a dog at your heels!
By: Edgar Guest
A boy and his dog make a glorious pair:
No better friendship is found anywhere,
For they talk and they walk and they run and they play,
And they have their deep secrets for many a day;
And that boy has a comrade who thinks and who feels,
Who walks down the road with a dog at his heels.
He may go where he will and his dog will be there,
May revel in mud and his dog will not care;
Faithful he'll stay for the slightest command
And bark with delight at the touch of his hand;
Oh, he owns a treasure which nobody steals,
Who walks down the road with a dog at his heels.
No other can lure him away from his side;
He's proof against riches and station and pride;
Fine dress does not charm him, and flattery's breath
Is lost on the dog, for he's faithful to death;
He sees the great soul which the body conceals--
Oh, it's great to be young with a dog at your heels!
~Misti~
