Unique Times

Saying goodbye to a loved one is never easy even when it’s so clear it’s time for them to move on.   You always want one more day, one more moment, one more kiss, one more whisper of I love you, One last meal.  

It became clear that Harry’s time had come after cancelling 4 appointments to euthanize him. We came to terms with the fact that we needed to do it soon so we scheduled it so the kids could be here for our final day together and share one last day with him.  

The kids were due to arrive Saturday and our vet we have had for years who has euthanized more pets than I like to remember was planning to come over so we could be at home and enjoy one more day together until out vet came but those were the best layed plans.

Life rarely happens the way we plan;

Babies come before their birth date,

death comes knocking at our door before we’re ready. 

There’s no preparation 

or school that teaches us how to deal with the fragility of life. 

It’s only walking into it, where we learn how to navigate,

while the boulders come crashing down upon us

and leave us in the depths of despair even if and when we think we’re ready.   

Savor the moments while they’re here;  

Reach out and tell those you love them how much they mean to you. 

Never take for granted what you think might come tomorrow because as we plan tomorrow it very well

might not be what we expected,

 if it comes at all.

Out of no where Harry took a turn and it was clear the time was NOW.  We called our vet and put him in the car with his brother Hunter the H & H team and off we drove.  He loved his car roads and we have had many over the years packed like sardines in the car for road trips.  My son prepared a final meal of steak and chicken his favorite.  Our vet Mr. Bill came out to the car and as he sedated Harry, Harry enjoyed every morsel of his meal.  

There is never the perfect time to say goodbye but putting off the inevitabe for a picture perfect ending is only a script in a movie.

He has been lame for 2 years now.  First with his front legs and we used wheels for him for his back legs.  When his front legs started to go, we got a help em up harness which he’s used ever since.  Still he could swim with help, go on stroller rides daily and always loved every meal and treat.  

We have been his arms and legs and he always told us what he needed when he needed to go out to go to the bathroom etc.  No matter how much relief it was to sleep all night without getting up or leaving our chair umpteen times to cater to his needs, we are still so sad but his memories live on in our heart and we chuckle at so many fun memories.  Harry was a beach comber and ran up to people and stole their sandwiches but he was so darn cute they couldn’t get too mad.  He loved food and even would try to get in the litter boxes to eat the cat poop. GROSS!

His favorite activity was chasing the ball which he could do for hours and he wouldn’t let it go.  His back condition was a heredity  condition and his mother and sister died paralyzed as well.  He may have exasperated his condition by his running after the ball and long hikes.  

It’s empty here without him and quiet and it was so nice to sleep in for the first time in 2 years and not be up and down.  It was a constant interruption but we miss hearing him bark and bossing us and his sweet love he gave us.  

I will be your arms and your legs when you can’t move and carry you through the desert and across the rivers and sea. I will love you enough to take you with me wherever we go and I will love you enough to let you go when it’s time.

Right after I was scheduled for my 1st vaccine so the day came with a double prick.  One event that took me down and one that looks promising to keep me and others protected. No side effects but a sore arm I’m happy to say.

If you have to get a prick, Stanford Unniversity in Palo Alto, Ca is a beautiful place to be. There’s no line up on the court for basketball, only people waiting in line for Covid vaccines.

The kids came down Saturday and we had a celebration of his life and told many stories through tears and prayers and buried him with his ball which was a nice closure.  We had to go 6 feet down, cover him with rocks and wire and even threw in some lye since the coyotes have been visiting so much so there’s about 0 chance of him digging him up.

Hunter sat in the field the whole time we buried him on look out duty for the coyote.  He’s a little out of sorts at the moment as he continues looking around the room and sniffing for him. We all sat in our yard by the pool remembering how much Harry loved to swim after the pool and had a nice meal in his memory,  

I know lots of you aren’t animal people and I’ve been posting so much about animals lately but continue to support me and I’m very grateful for your support!

Happy Monday and have a great week!

Many Blessings of Love,

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