Creek Running North

sending hugs, comfort and understanding your way..
and a shoulder, too, if needed.

Time, Chris.  That’s all that will make a difference.  It’s been nine years as of October 28 since I lost Henry, a member of our family for more than two decades.  It takes little to make me cry even today.  Time helps, bit by bit, moment by moment.

You have my sincere appreciation for your continued love of Zeke, and you have my sympathies for the pain that will endure for some time to come.

At least its born of love.  That matters.

{{{Chris}}}

Yes, he was a very good dog.

I don’t have the slightest clue what to say, really, except that I really think I do understand.  Nine months is such a short period of time, and it’s probably seemed like forever to you.

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Words. Stupid, inadequate words.

Sending love, and a hug.

((( chris ))) zeke was a helluva wonderful dog.  loved ones so close and true are few in our lives.

don’t know why, but i also remember dates.  the first year after a loss is particularly crowded with them.  some last.  sometimes i don’t know why i feel twitchy and disconcerted on a date, until i remember.  xoxxo

I went out and did a little trail running at Point Pinole in his honor. There’s a stretch of trail along the Bay there where he had some of his last hikes, from the parking lot out to the point, and a couple times in 2004 I wasn’t sure he was going to make it out to the Point.

But he always got his joints loosened up and was trotting by the end of the hike, especially after a nice soak in the disgusting bay muck.

am I wacked or are many many domestic animals getting sick in ways they never used to.  (God knows, the farm animals have serious problems thanks to big agri.)

Cancer, arthritis, diabetes (type two!), tumours, strokes...wtf?  The dogs of my youth never suffered like this.

I suspect contaminated chemicalized plasticized pet food. I can’t ignore the fact that veterinarians have better diagnostic tools today.  Still, North Americans are sicker than they’ve ever been and so are their animals and we have in common the poisoned food supply.

If I had a dog these days I wouldn’t feed it anything out of a can from a supermarket.

(Thinking of Charles here and wishing his pooch and his family all the best.)

leslie—this is just my own take, it may not be accurate.  but i see many pets living much longer than when i was growing up—just because of preventive care, spay/neuter efforts, etc.  and i see a lot more pets being diagnosed with things—as you said, vets have better tools now.

my sweet and independent cat friskie-toes died a few weeks ago.  he had tumors all over; he was in such pain; it was very hard to call the end-of-life vet, but that was the right decision.  for friskie, i made a conscious decision to not put him through the diagnostics that might have told us what it was, or led to invasive treatment.  just the diagnosis would have been torture for him.  even gentle vet visits were torture for him—this sounds exaggerated, but i swear it is not.

as pet owners, we make the best decisions we can at each step.  i don’t think we should feel guilty about doing that—it is what we can do, and what we must do.  the most important thing, for our pets and us, is the loving.  in the end, it is the best and only thing we have to give.

Time is relative.

Peace.

(o)

Virgotex wrote: Time is relative.

Well one could certainly evaluate that from the numerous Rolling Stones songs that have to do with time passages.  Are we really 2000 light years from home???

Spyder - Or the fact that Keith Richards is still alive and Jerry is not? 

This could be the last time, this could be the last time, maybe the last time, I don’t know...

Oh, Zeke.
He was a good dog.
You gave him a good life.
He gave you a better one.
I don’t think we can ask for more.

It reminds me even more to appreciate every minute and every hour I spend with our lovely dog.