I was sent this story from a friend in response to the passing of my 17 year old Bordercollie mix. Bear was a constant in my life, always there for me, making sure the farm was in order. He wasn’t my agility dog, he never won any ribbons, but he had my heart. It was comforting to know that wherever I went on the farm, I was never out of his gaze. For 17 years I could count on him to be there for me no matter what my mood or the weather. The farm was his kingdom and he took his job seriously. It was the small things he appreciated most, a swim in the river, a nap in the barn, a pet from a visitor, greenies, a chew bone, eating the crumbs from the horses meal, riding on the golf cart, and just being with me whether we were watching tv or taking a walk. He never complained and was always grateful. Even though I still have my two wonderful aussie girls, there is an emptiness without him here watching over us…Today when I left the barn walking the path to the house, I thought I felt him there, I turned,saw nothing, then I smiled…for in his last days he could not walk, but today I felt him walking beside me once again, whole and healthy, watching over me.
This i dedicated to Bear, March 5, 2010, You are missed…
A Dog’s Purpose? (from a 6-year-old).
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog’s owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.
I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn’t do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.
As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.
The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker ‘s family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.
The little boy seemed to accept Belker’s transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker’s Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.
Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, ”I know why.”
Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I’d never heard a more comforting explanation. It has changed the way I try and live..
He said,”People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life — like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?” The Six-year-old continued, ”Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.”
Live simply.
Love generously.
Care deeply.
Speak kindly.
Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:
When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy.
Take naps.
Stretch before rising.
Run, romp, and play daily.
Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
Avoid biting when a simple growl will do..
On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
When you’re happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
Be loyal.
Never pretend to be something you’re not.
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.
ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY!
Thank you Mr. Bear
