Losing a pet is no fun, no fun at all. They’re your family, your smile everyday you walk in the door. They’re the only ones in our crazy busy lives that never pass judgment. They’re there for you through thick and thin. Their sole purpose in life is to love and serve you. They’re, in a word, selfless.
I don’t know about you but there’s not many people out there that I can think of, besides my Mother, who truly are selfless. We’re talking no alternate agenda. Just there for you and only you. Our pets are a rare phenomenon. They’re beautiful inside and out. Just being in the same room with one has proven to make serotonin levels rise. That’s huge!! That’s your happy hormone, it’s the same thing that gets released when you eat chocolate, exercise or have sex. It’s kind of a big deal! #powerful
I write today from a point of view of sadness and regret. Sadness because we put our beloved, Crockett, our 100 lb plus German Shepherd, down today. Regret, because I wished I gave him more hugs, frisbees, tomatoes and more love. Life’s WAY too damn short. He deserved so much more. Don’t get me wrong this dog was loved, spoiled even, but I guess this is the guilt/denial stage of loss that I’m feeling right now. Aren’t there like 5 steps or something annoying like that?
Anyway, he recently had a splenectomy and was shortly after diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. They said he “could” live up to 6-9 months, I thought we had a little more time. But we only had 2 weeks. It’s crazy, he was gaining weight back, even picking up his beloved frisbee wanting to play so desperately. I would toss it and he would jaunt over to it after it had fallen. Normally this dog is the Michael Jordan of dogs! We’re talking major air here! And he LOVED it! It’s his true joy!
Hug your pups, cats, hamsters, whatever it is that you hold dear today. Our pets are a rare breed and they deserve to be worshiped. My morning workouts won’t be the same without my #1 fan there rooting me on. But Kristi? Don’t you have the orange dog still? Yes, I do, but she’s more like a cat. We’re talking, super independent, will come and allow you to pet her when she wants. There’s no way she’s getting up that early! I wouldn’t call her a true dog, she’s a dog on the outside but a cat on the inside. Haha, oh Roxi…. She’ll probably live to be 20 and she’s already 12!
Crockett you are the dog that would choose a tomato over a T-Bone. You wouldn’t miss a story read to Violet at bedtime, you wouldn’t miss the chance to follow us from room to room. If we could’ve held all 100lbs of you, you would’ve been able to be the lap dog you tried to be oh so many times. You’re not in pain anymore. You’re free of that stupid disease. Be you, be free, and we will throw you a frisbee in the big field of sunny skies when it’s our time. I love you Crockett.