As many of you know, our sweet boy Ben has not been doing well during these past couple of months. Two weeks ago, we found out that he had aggressive carcinoma cancer growing inside his chest. We did all that we could to keep him as comfortable as we could, for as long as we could.
Unfortunately, the cancer got worse in a short amount of time. Rather than put him through any more pain or drugs, we decided to end his pain and give him some peace. He's been gone almost a week now, and I miss him terribly.
I read an article recently on why the death of our animals affects us so deeply. They are always there, no matter what, through thick and thin, good times and bad. They don't judge, don't complain, don't turn you away -- they simply love you. In many ways, they truly are your family.
I owe so much to this dog. He has carried me through so many things. What first comes to mind is when I adopted him from from my friend, Kit. Because my other dog, Betty, was sick at the time, I didn't want another dog and I remember saying that to Kit when I went over to her house meet all the puppies. Yet, Ben melted my heart that day and, well, the rest is history.
Another thing that comes to mind is the first time Ben met my husband, Jake - they were instantly friends! I knew this guy was a keeper! And, as it turns out, I was right (and so was Ben!!).
What comes to mind most, though, is my time with my Dad and Mom in Houston during those 2 months before my Dad passed away. Ben never left my Dad's side. He was always there at his feet, ready to love and give support however he could. And, at the end of the day, overwhelmed with sadness, he was my rock as I cried, not entirely knowing what to do or how to help. I gained my strength and clarity day by day, in part, from Ben. The rest I got from my Mom and my wonderful friends. :)
BiG THANKS to ALL of you for the love and happiness you gave Ben over the years. All the little gestures mean a whole lot. :)
Keep sending the juju… we need it.