Precious was getting older and she could barely walk anymore. Instead of barking, jumping, playing all she could do was lay still. Not even being able to pick her self up to go to the bathroom. She knew something was wrong and we did to; we just didn't know what to do.
The days kept going on and on and she just continued to get worse. I remember the conversation with my parents about "putting her to sleep" and it just hit me so hard. She has been part of our family. She was my puppy. My parents got her before I was even born. She's moved just as much as I have. She's been to all the places I've been. We've played together, walked together, and now we were about to put an end to that. That cold December 21st night, my dear Precious was relieved of the weeks of agony as I held her when the drugs started to kick and she went limp. My families dog, one of my consistent friends, was gone.
I cannot explain to you how devastating that moment was. I cannot really put into words how I felt or how much I cried that night. Probably more then I ever have before. We drove home from that Vet. feeling like we had lost a family member. I felt like I had lost a friend. In my rational mind I was trying to see how I could put such emotion behind an animal but my heart seemed to be screaming that she was so much more then that. I think we all can relate who have shared a love for animals.
I think God created dogs because they love you and do not betray that. You do not have to worry about your dog cheating on you, rejecting you, or complaining about leaving the toilet seat up. Your dog completely and wholly trusts you for everything in its life and in return it gives you companionship and constant attention. Something that we all seem to long for. This is why I think they are given that title "Man's Best Friend." Not because they completely satisfy that longing for relationship but because they are a gift from God for man to enjoy. Precious was such a precious gift and losing her remains one of the darkest days of my life. I don't know if animals will be in heaven but if any dog could make a case for it, it had to be Precious. That's why I cross my fingers that when I walk through those gates of the New Jerusalem, Precious will be the first one to greet me. Jumping, barking, and glad to finally be able to see her little brother again.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Posted by Brother Bell at 12:27 AM