On Friday 19th July, we had to say goodbye to our sweet and gentle soul, Rogue, our dog of over 15 years. He came into our life as a gift from my stepdaughter and son-in-law and he was indeed a gift. A rescue between one and two years old at the time, he was an absolute charmer, friendly with everyone and, for a few years, a regular digger-under-the-fence so he could visit and play with the neighbour's dog, Blue. I like to think that now they can both play together to their hearts' content.
I saved Rogue's dog tag to put on my purse. I've cried many tears. I still listen for his claws clacking along the downstairs floors, I still wait for him to know that I'm home and to come up to me , his tail swishing (his hearing and sight were failing), I still look for him most mornings and when I arrive home, as I watch TV. Both Rob and I find that we still open the front door cautiously in case he's sleeping behind it and can't get up immediately. Pets are family, often more constant on a daily basis in our lives than many family. So it's hard but we were very lucky to have Rogue in our lives and certainly for as long as we did.
While making the decision to take Rogue to the vets one last time, I worked on a rainbow bridge prism for one of my writer friends who had lost his dog of 15 years only a month before and another prism for the lady from Kitty Kare, Cindy, who had asked me if i would make the prisms as a fundraiser for them. She had lost one of her cats that same week. Working on those prisms was strangely comforting. And i offered to 'buy' Cindy's prism for her so when she found out about Rogue, she offered in turn to 'buy' one for me and encouraged me to make it. That's what I'm going to do today. She also gave me a lovely card and taped the following message inside. Of course it made me cry. Of course it's absolutely true.
In brighter news, Rob and I went to an evening wedding on Monday. Rob's good friend, Bob, was getting married. His 72nd birthday was the same day and his fiancee's 70th birthday was also the same day. Despite a gusty wind which continually blew down the white plastic chairs, we were able to have the ceremony outside surrounded by the gorgeous Nor'Western mountains (hills) and in a pretty garden area. Carried across the lawn by the warm breeze was the song "What The World Needs Now (Is Love Sweet Love)" as Lauretta the bride walked down the aisle. The whole wedding was completely heartwarming and delightful.
Loving a being of any kind, even ourselves, seems like such a brave thing to do, but without it, without taking the risk, where would we be? Had I not taken the risk, I would have missed out on 15 years shared with one of my very best friends.
May your today and your tomorrows be overflowing with love.
Welcome! I'm Sue Blott: a writer of all things, a poet at heart, mom, wife, daughter, step-mom, grandma, tea drinker, tai chi-er, mystic, artist, dreamer...and now a blogger! This is my world.