Posted by:
Mother Who Knows
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Date: October 31, 2017 09:31AM
I'm so sorry, Dog-owner.
I still miss my black lab. She was a rescue dog, the last of a litter of puppies, in a pen, at the mall, at Christmastime, and the kids and I fell in love with her. My husband (the father of my children) had just abandoned us, and we were uncertain whether we would even have a home, ourselves, and we had very little money, so I said no. On our way home, in a snowstorm, at night, we talked about how that puppy was going to be put in a cage in the back of a freezing cold truck, and driven all the way back to Kanab, that night, having missed her chance of finding anyone to love her. We turned around, and went back to the mall, but someone else had adopted the puppy. We were sad, because we felt she belonged to us. I felt that we should stay until the mall closed, just in case. There was no way I was going to leave! Just at closing time, a girl came in the mall entrance, carrying our puppy! She said her husband didn't want the dog, because the dog was sick.
We adopted her, and took her to the vet the next day, and we worried that she might not pull through. We kept her warm, fed her chicken soup, and antibiotics, and gave her all the love in the world, to at least keep her happy. She would have died on the journey to Kanab. Yes, words can not say how much love and joy that dog brought into our life.
You spend more time with your pet, than you do with any other living creature (except maybe a mother with an infant). My dog slept on my bed all night, and when I was home, she was never farther than 4 feet away from me. We hiked in the canyons every day after work, in all kinds of weather. She would go with me to my special "thinking place" up the mountain, while I sorted out the effects of Mormon lies and Mormon abuse. She comforted me when I was sick and in pain. She was my companion, day and night, always there for me, with a smile and a wag. She would actually smile! The neighbor kids called her "The Smile Dog." When the children went away to college, and got married, and had homes of their own, the old dog remained home with me. She lived a normal Lab life-span, and after her last walk, at sunset, and after going back up the trail one more time to sniff her favorite tree, she told me it was time for her to go. Everything about her was beautiful. I was so heartbroken, I never got another dog.