The Loss of a Pet

To some this article may seem a bit silly. To others it will seem timely and personal.  I am speaking to those of you who have a pet and love them, or had a pet you loved, and lost them. I grew up with a fuzzy Poodle brother by the name of JC . We played together, ate together, and even slept together. I loved him. By the time I had gone to college, JC was about 19 years old. He was getting a little slower and wasn’t able to run and jump in to my arms, but he still tried his best to show as much love as possible by wagging his entire backside until it looked like his tail would fall off.  He hated tennis shoes, and would attack anyone wearing them who dared to enter “his” house. He barked as loud as his feeble voice would allow, in order to defend the entire neighborhood. And he would still cover my face with kisses when I picked him up. The last time I saw him alive was the Christmas before I graduated.

I was back at college, getting ready to teach an early morning aerobics class , when I got a call from my mother. She told me JC had been “put to sleep”, which of course meant, he had died. Although I knew it was coming soon, it was still a shock. I didn’t say anything for a moment. Then I cried. Not a loud cry, just enough to let my mother know how hurt I was that my “little brother” wasn’t going to be there to greet me when I came home that summer. Mama seemed not to like him at times, but she was the one who had taken him to the vet when he couldn’t walk any longer due to his arthritis riddled hips, and held him as the vet administered the drug that would slowly stop his heart and cease his breathing. She said she cried. My mother? Cried?  Yes, cool, collective, always strong Mama…cried.

It’s amazing how a small animal can bring even the strongest of personalities to their knees. Love is much stronger then anyone’s personal convictions. The love for and of a pet, can be amongst the strongest forces of nature. When you loose them, it’s hard. Can anything be said to ease the pain. Not really. You just have to take it day by day and allow the grief to work it’s way back to normalcy. Difficult to understand to some, perhaps. But the one thing I can say is that the love of a pet to some, is just as important as the love of a child to others. I will not give any excuses for my thoughts, nor any excuses for why one may cry like a baby when their pet passes away. I have only one thing to say.  Rest in peace little friends…rest in peace.

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Comments

  1. Marie says:

    Tracy – I know the pain of losing a family pet. I lost my cat Mitzi to a pack of wild dogs roaming the neighborhood before I got my back porch enclosed in. All I can say is that time will heal the wounds, one just has to be patient and not force it.

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