Monday, July 03, 2006
GOODBYE TO AMBER.....
Reality set in yesterday that Amber was gone…..really gone. Not coming back. That part of the grieving stage had made it’s mark when we got up and looked in her empty apartment and her bed yesterday. No little wiggly dog to wake up and say, “I love you,” by ripples of wagging from her tail to her nose.
If this happened to anyone else I would have thought after a few hours…….it was something “they” would have to accept…….but when it happens to you, there is no stone left unturned because that driving force of love carries you on. Maybe I’ll find her here, or there, or in the back or. …. You know it’s no use but you go on.
There will be no homecoming for us. Rocky’s little pal that rode shotgun in his 18-wheeler from coast to coast and from north to south is gone. Almost a premonition when Rocky went to town a day or two before she disappeared, he turned around and said, “Do you want to go, Amber?” Her eyes almost popped out of her head with her eagerness to go with him.
It’s funny how a pet can grow into you almost as much as a human. They become the companion who is always there through thick and thin…….no matter what. They never talk but their emotions are always felt by their owners and those with whom they trust.
Pet owners spend themselves short of money to make sure their friend is taken care of, provided for and happy. They laugh with them, play with them and do all kinds of goofy things just to see a reaction from their “pet.” You can’t buy love as strong as a pet has for an owner. It is only earned.
There will always be a little room in our heart for Amber. She didn’t take up much space, was not demanding in any way and was always happy if she could just be with you. Becky was very special to her. She always brightened when Becky came to see us and loved the time she got to spend with her. She was usually snuggled around Becky’s neck and happy as a lark.
I was more the “mother” to her. I cleaned up after her, fed her, changed her bedding and kept the papers dry. She was a special needs dog and I fixed all kinds of things for her to eat because of the difficulty she had. I know I was loved, as a mother knows she is loved by her children……..but we are with them so much they naturally take a mother for granted. Rocky and Becky were her great delight and I understood that. It was earned and well placed.
Goodbye to a little dog that had a courageous heart and had overcome so much. I hope she is romping in a beautiful meadow with all of her doggie pals who went before her. She was two and a half pounds of special love…………….
Until tomorrow,
Essentially Esther
If this happened to anyone else I would have thought after a few hours…….it was something “they” would have to accept…….but when it happens to you, there is no stone left unturned because that driving force of love carries you on. Maybe I’ll find her here, or there, or in the back or. …. You know it’s no use but you go on.
There will be no homecoming for us. Rocky’s little pal that rode shotgun in his 18-wheeler from coast to coast and from north to south is gone. Almost a premonition when Rocky went to town a day or two before she disappeared, he turned around and said, “Do you want to go, Amber?” Her eyes almost popped out of her head with her eagerness to go with him.
It’s funny how a pet can grow into you almost as much as a human. They become the companion who is always there through thick and thin…….no matter what. They never talk but their emotions are always felt by their owners and those with whom they trust.
Pet owners spend themselves short of money to make sure their friend is taken care of, provided for and happy. They laugh with them, play with them and do all kinds of goofy things just to see a reaction from their “pet.” You can’t buy love as strong as a pet has for an owner. It is only earned.
There will always be a little room in our heart for Amber. She didn’t take up much space, was not demanding in any way and was always happy if she could just be with you. Becky was very special to her. She always brightened when Becky came to see us and loved the time she got to spend with her. She was usually snuggled around Becky’s neck and happy as a lark.
I was more the “mother” to her. I cleaned up after her, fed her, changed her bedding and kept the papers dry. She was a special needs dog and I fixed all kinds of things for her to eat because of the difficulty she had. I know I was loved, as a mother knows she is loved by her children……..but we are with them so much they naturally take a mother for granted. Rocky and Becky were her great delight and I understood that. It was earned and well placed.
Goodbye to a little dog that had a courageous heart and had overcome so much. I hope she is romping in a beautiful meadow with all of her doggie pals who went before her. She was two and a half pounds of special love…………….
Until tomorrow,
Essentially Esther
