And now, an Ode to my Late Dogs
Ever since I was a kid, I didn't really like dogs all that much. Maybe it was because I was never the touchy-feely type, but family pets always were. Possibly it came from that one time the dog got way too excited to see me and gave me scratches. Perhaps it was due to my mother asking me if I wanted a dog, then getting one after I said no. Regardless, I've softened up on dogs since then, and that's a good thing, because our last dog Sadie just exited stage left earlier today, and the tears aren't stopping. She follows Daphne, our other dog who expired a year or two ago.
As tragic as I'm feeling right about now, I most want to express gratitude to my dogs and the effects they've had.
I'm grateful that they were always happy to see my family, even when we didn't want to see them.
I'm grateful that I took them on walks, giving them the life and care they deserved.
I'm grateful that I got them Christmas gifts that brought them joy.
I'm grateful I let Sadie know exactly what sleeping in a human bed feels like.
I'm grateful my family came over to see Daphne when her time was running out.
I'm grateful I could pet Sadie one last time.
I'm grateful my mother and later my brother stayed by their sides all the way to the end.
I doubt we'll be getting any more dogs any time soon; Mom and I don't have the patience for that. In any case, I give my thanks to Sadie, Daphne, Mojo, Casey, Cookie, Max, and Molly for sharing their lives with me and my family. We will always love you.