Yesterday was National Dog Day. Last Thursday was a week ago that we lost our wonderful, gentle pug, Seamus. It has been a hard week. I miss him so much. Losing Diego in January and then Seamus last week, has made it a rough year. I have always loved all of our dogs. However, these two were very special to me for different reasons. I wrote about Diego when he died and I did a bit on Seamus last week.
I was thinking about what Seamus has meant to me the last two years when I was undergoing cancer treatment. I'm not sure that a dog can have empathy, but I am absolutely positive that Seamus did. During my worst days, he was by my side in bed with me. It was as though he knew that I was really sick. He was always gentle and never "intruded." He was just there with me 24/7. I will always remember that.
When he got sick and was gone within two hours, it was so difficult. However, he did not suffer and he was in bed with me. As always, he was by my side, even in his last few hours.
He had a great life. The previous week we took him with us to Maura and Chuck's cabin. He was able to roam around. He even went on our side by side ride to the top of the mountain. As always, he was so good and never caused any problems.
Seamus, thank you for being my loyal companion and for being with me through some of the darkest and roughest days these past two years. You were truly a gift and I was blessed.
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