Sad Sad Day

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

                 B O S S
                             For one special Pitt Bull who quietly died today...

To have loved and then say farewell is better than to never have loved at all... You entered our life only a very short week ago, but it only took the first lick of your little tongue and our hearts were lost... Although your time with us was brief, forever grateful we will be for: those baby blue eyes; that perfect little nose; the way you would rest against our legs or thump your tail. How you would sit so peacefully while we rub your head or dash about with your brother Diddy, your perfect little mate. How you ate with so much gusto and played with even more... You were so small & cuddly with your tiny paws and soft fur. You bounced around the room with eyes flashing and ears flopping. Once in a while you'd let out a little yelp just to let us know you were there or to tell Diddy who was Boss. You were beginning to chew on everything in sight and when we scolded you, you'd just put your head down and look up with those innocent eyes. They say memories are golden and maybe that is true but we never wanted memories, we only wanted you. If love alone could have save you, you never would have died. If tears could build a stairway and heartache make a lane, I'd walk the path to Heaven and bring you back again.

So, although God has call you back much sooner than we'd planned, we'll brave the bitter grief and try to understand. We'll put away your bowl and the things you won't be needing; but I'll miss you little friend and those little puppy kisses.

We picked you up a week ago this past Saturday, you were just 6 weeks old. Your daddy Ken was heading out of town for a week so you and your brother came to stay with us and in just that amount of time our lives were forever changed and our hearts largely expanded. If you've ever been blessed to have new puppies in the house, then you know exactly what I mean. So we fed you, played with you, got up every two hours to take you outside (the 1:30am call was the toughest), cleaned up your poop, but you made it all so worth it. Then just a few days ago a bump started growing on your neck, and it got bigger each day but it didn't affect you in any other way. You were still eating & drinking well (never lifting your head from the bowl until it was completely clean), enthusiastically running around, playing with Diddy or one of the many Smith's (tug-of-war was your favorite), pooping (no problem there, twice to Diddy's every one). Your daddy got back to town and they took you to the vet on Monday and they felt that emergency surgery needed to be done to drain the bump of all the bacteria. You came through the surgery like a pro, and they took you home. Your mommy (Shamara) stayed up with you most of the night to make sure you were doing well and you did but then early this morning you stopped breathing... Your mommy called me and I rushed over but you were already gone. You left your paws upon our hearts and didn't even give us a chance to say goodbye...

But with all the courage that God could give me, I picked you up and took you to the veterinarian. As I held you my heart broke and rivers of tears streamed down my face... I know that you are safe now in God's home above, cradled in His arms and covered with His love. So BOSS, when the sadness becomes to overwhelming I will remember that where you are now the grass is always green, butterflies flit among the flowers and the sun shines gently down upon you.  I will remember that you can run, jump, and play til your hearts content. I will remember that you will never have to experience any sickness or aching joints  that come with aging.

                                             You will live in our hearts FOREVER!

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