Just recently our sweet, old dog, Holly passed away. She was out for her walk at 5 pm but took ill at 7pm. With emergency vet care it was decided that she was so sick it was time to make that dreaded decision and she went to sleep with my son and I talking gently to her, stroking her fur and tears running freely. We knew she was getting frail this past summer but in many ways she was doing pretty well for a very old dog. She played puppy games with my son like”get the sock and get a dog biscuit in return”, ” get the cat…no not really, just kidding”, and the ever popular” dog dance”(which reminded me of a lively polka).
She was out of her mind with love for my son and would lick his face over and over and over…then run over to tell me, with eyes shining to communicate to me that she loved him SO MUCH and he was home again…then run back to renew the face licking all over again. She was my constant companion, a loving loyal dog. Even though we knew it would happen soon due to her advancing years, the day she died was very sad for us.
We are both dealing with it our own way. It is only now, after a couple of weeks that I could bring myself to write about her. It is probably because I ran into a friend today who is working as a volunteer animal rescuer and we talked about her work. Somehow, I doubt that I’ll get another dog ( not right away) but I fully intend to support animal care and rescue in my community as a tribute to my dear dog. When I was just starting to write on this blog I wrote a story about Holly. If you would like to read more about her and see her beautiful picture, please read the post, “Our Buddy, Holly” on this blog site.