I like to think I am a compassionate Human Being. I care about a lot of people and a lot of things.
I read a sad post today about the loss of a pet and I felt tears threaten.
Being an animal lover, I hurt for the writer as it reminded me so much of thirty five years ago when I lost my GSD to a twisted gut. She died overnight at the vet’s.
I collected her when I finished work and broke my heart that I couldn’t close her eyes. She was buried in the back garden with her feet pointing out to open fields. Our other dog stood by the mound for five minutes, pawed it three times, and then came inside.
Sometimes it’s harder when you lose a pet than when you lose a relative.
My theory is that when we have left the parental home to make our own way in life, we don’t usually see our family every day, whereas a pet is with us 24/7.
We get used to them being there, even if they can be in the way, a nuisance, sometimes demanding, but they are a part of our lives, and we love them as they do us.
For some, pets are a reason for being, for getting up in the morning. They provide company and companionship, then suddenly they are gone………. the basket is empty, the toys and food untouched, the warm place on the bed where they used to snuggle now empty and cold. We are consumed with grief and loss… it takes a pet owner to understand.
I believe in Rainbow Bridge, where all our pets go to wait for us to join them.
What has this got to do with our word prompt today?
Whether it’s a pet or a loved one, it’s a point of being able to say goodbye in our own way, on our own terms, and being able to carry on and get through the next minute, hour, day, week, month, year.