Some days bad things happen. Today was such a day as our
lovely Golden Retriever, Bonny, lost her battle with her heart problem. We knew
her heart was much enlarged and affecting her lungs and breathing. The hot
weather has not helped her and the vet had no doubt that she had come to the
end.
Nearly 13 years old she had given us 13 years of delight.
Always patient, tolerant, affectionate and full of fun, if only people had that
temperament the world would be a better place. When you lose a beloved pet it
is like losing a faithful companion and dogs take your heart like no other
pets.
Recently I was re-reading “Lake Wobegon Days” and Garrison
Keillor wrote of the death of his old dog – I apologise for changing the sex of
the dog and a few details, but it is so right.
“I missed that old dog a lot. She was a good dog to know.
She was steadfast of course, as all dogs are, and let nothing come between us
or dim her foolish affection for us. Even after her arthritis got bad, she
still struggled to her feet when we came home and staggered towards us, her
rear end swung halfway forward, tail waving as she had done since she was so
young. We seemed to fulfil her life in some way, and even more so in her dotage
than in bygone days when she could chase rabbits. She was so excited to see us,
and we will miss that…More than her pure affection, however, we will miss our
affection for her”
Val visited one of our dogs’ favourite walks and commended
her spirit there where Daisy and Twister were no doubt waiting for their lovely
companion, Bonny.
