I read on the internet somewhere that no one wants to hear about the 'real' stuff in our lives if we want to have a successful blog. I don't agree. Our hobby like real life shapes us into the people we are out in the world and here on the internet.
Mason came to us from a shelter in Richmond Virginia where the people who found him had called him 'hit-by' due to the fact he hat been hit by a diesel truck of some sort. I was on my way overseas and my wife decided a dog was something she wanted so we got a roughly year old dog. He was a mixed pit-bull, chow, lab. He liked carpets, red sauce, and fuzzy squeaking toys.
Over the years from his behavior we surmised that he wasn't taken care of well early in his life and as he got older we just wanted to make sure that he was treated better then when things started out for him. I always worried that he would suffer as he got older.
Around the holidays we decided that it was best for him to stay with Nanny and Poppa because the smell of new carpet and flooring in the kitchen really 'riles' a dog up! :P
Mason died this morning at the bottom of the stairs of Nanny and Poppa's after thirteen good years with us.
I'll be in the corner missing my dog...
CK
Sorry for your loss. It's hard with pets, they have a special place in our hearts because the just love without judgement. You gave him all he could ever hope for and more and I'm sure he thought you were the best family ever.
ReplyDeleteMason will be waiting for you -
ReplyDeleteBy the edge of a woods, at the foot of a hill,
Is a lush, green meadow where time stands still.
Where the friends of man and woman do run,
When their time on earth is over and done.
For here, between this world and the next,
Is a place where each beloved creature finds rest.
On this golden land, they wait and they play,
Till the Rainbow Bridge they cross over one day.
No more do they suffer, in pain or in sadness,
For here they are whole, their lives filled with gladness.
Their limbs are restored, their health renewed,
Their bodies have healed, with strength imbued.
They romp through the grass, without even a care,
Until one day they start, and sniff at the air.
All ears prick forward, eyes dart front and back,
Then all of a sudden, one breaks from the pack.
For just at that instant, their eyes have met;
Together again, both person and pet.
So they run to each other, these friends from long past,
The time of their parting is over at last.
The sadness they felt while they were apart,
Has turned into joy once more in each heart.
They embrace with a love that will last forever,
And then, side-by-side, they cross over… together.
Thank you for the comments. I've had my 24 hours so... I'll get back to something hobby related in the corner.
ReplyDeleteThanks again,
CK