Pets and loss

Last picture taken with my Tiny

Some people don’t realize how important a pet can become. I remember when Tiny first came to live with me it was on a Thanksgiving day when his then owners knocked on my door telling me they were moving and couldn’t take him. These people had mistreated him and I quickly jumped at the chance to take Tiny in to show him a better life. It took him a little while to get used to me and my other pets but he adjusted fairly quickly.  He made the big move with me to VA but only after a few months he was diagnosed with sugar. My dad often would say that he wouldn’t last long but for an animal he lasted 3 and 1/2 years which is pretty long. He didn’t give me any trouble giving him those shots either somehow he sensed I was only trying to help him.  And even those last few weeks when the vet was giving him several more shots he understood.

Today marks one week since Tiny passed and I know my dogs Lea & Frankie must be missing Tiny to cause they are very quiet and lying around more than usual.  Frankie still looks for Tiny when he goes outside. But the cats I’m not so sure about.

Last picture of all the dogs together

Last picture of all the dogs together

Even though saying good-bye is the hardest part of having a pet the time having them is well worth it. I also was fortunate to have a great Vet (Dr. Dotson) who helped make this easier on me and Tiny. He took special care of Tiny and was totally up front with me throughout Tiny’s illness, preparing me for the worst but still hopeful that he might have pulled through by using a different course of treatment. Which he did try. It’s nice to know that people like him still exist and are willing to put the pet’s welfare first.

Keep loving your pets,  Monica

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