dying
lately, i've come across several people dealing with loved ones and friends dying. the worst being bike accidents with cars. we all know these thing happen. that is life. life is death. i find myself dealing with this lately also.
raymond. my old man is dying. he's been with me for, hell, i've lost count. 13 years now? he joined me on a walk home one day at our old house on duval and 53rd. and never left and no one claimed him. his best years were when we lived out by the river. he loved it out there and had free reign. he liked to take little walks by himself every evening and then would come back and plop down on the porch for the nite.
we ran together during my 'running' stint. but the best fun we had was hiking every weekend at a park down the road. he never had to be on a leash - always staying close by. the trail was normally quiet and vacant. we would hike for an hour, taking time to stop on the hilltop and look as far as we could see, and then walk down to the river where i would try to coax him in. he wasn't the biggest water dog.
nor was he so much of a 'dog' dog. he liked people. he really had no keen interest in other dogs. that's why it was so surprising the one weekend when we were keeping my bro-in-law's rottweiler and how fabulously they got along. when he came to take bronco home, my dog raymond began crying when bronco got in the car. and continued to cry as they drove away. it was so odd. the dog that never really showed that much emotion. yet was always happy.
he's been through alot too. he got bit in the head by a very mean dog down the street once. had to have a tube installed in the hole to drain it. shortly after i got him, he got heartworms, and had to go through treatment for that. which is not pleasant. he watched me bury my other dog, addie, one morning when she died suddenly during the night. and most recently, he had a large tumor removed.
he is the super mutt. he is my friend. he makes my heart ache. i want to help him the best i can in this transition. i want to be there for him.
raymond. my old man is dying. he's been with me for, hell, i've lost count. 13 years now? he joined me on a walk home one day at our old house on duval and 53rd. and never left and no one claimed him. his best years were when we lived out by the river. he loved it out there and had free reign. he liked to take little walks by himself every evening and then would come back and plop down on the porch for the nite.
we ran together during my 'running' stint. but the best fun we had was hiking every weekend at a park down the road. he never had to be on a leash - always staying close by. the trail was normally quiet and vacant. we would hike for an hour, taking time to stop on the hilltop and look as far as we could see, and then walk down to the river where i would try to coax him in. he wasn't the biggest water dog.
nor was he so much of a 'dog' dog. he liked people. he really had no keen interest in other dogs. that's why it was so surprising the one weekend when we were keeping my bro-in-law's rottweiler and how fabulously they got along. when he came to take bronco home, my dog raymond began crying when bronco got in the car. and continued to cry as they drove away. it was so odd. the dog that never really showed that much emotion. yet was always happy.
he's been through alot too. he got bit in the head by a very mean dog down the street once. had to have a tube installed in the hole to drain it. shortly after i got him, he got heartworms, and had to go through treatment for that. which is not pleasant. he watched me bury my other dog, addie, one morning when she died suddenly during the night. and most recently, he had a large tumor removed.
he is the super mutt. he is my friend. he makes my heart ache. i want to help him the best i can in this transition. i want to be there for him.
posted by megan | 7/01/2005 12:18:00 PM
2 Comments:
I'm sorry, Megan. This is sad news. I have you and Raymond in my thoughts.
thanks rob. i appreciate your kind words.
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