From The House Dog’s Grave, by Robinson Jeffers:
I hope than when you are lying
Under the ground like me your lives will appear
As good and joyful as mine.
No, dear, that’s too much hope: you are not so well cared for As I have been.
And never have known the passionate undivided Fidelities that I knew.
Your minds are perhaps too active, too many-sided. . . . But to me you were true.
You were never masters, but friends. I was your friend. I loved you well, and was loved. Deep love endures
To the end and far past the end. If this is my end,
I am not lonely. I am not afraid. I am still yours.
This has been a very rough couple of days here. We just had to send our precious Dana, who we adopted from Hinsdale Humane Society in 2002, to the Rainbow Bridge. I want to thank the vets at the Countryside Veterinary Center. They were terrific, and made a very difficult situation a little easier with their kind, compassionate care. Her passing was very peaceful, thanks to them. She was 14, which is an amazing long life for a big beautiful girl like her.
I held her as she drew her last breath, and I shall thank God every day for the joy she brought into our lives. I’m sure some day it won’t be so raw and hurt so much. Even with all the pain and loss we are feeling, we wouldn’t trade it for never have loved her and lived with her. She was a very special dog, a real character, and a gorgeous creature, as you can see here.
Things around here aren’t going to be the same. That’s for sure.