I have been a little MIA lately, but not without good reasons. This post will be a little different for me seeing as it has nothing to do with wine. None the less, it is extremely close to my heart so I thought I would share it with you.
A few months ago, my fellow house guest Meatloaf the Boston Terrier, was diagnosed with heart disease. My handlers were devastated but had high hopes of having at least a few good years left with their furry friend. Unfortunately a few weeks ago he took a turn for the worse. After many vet visits, along with a trip to see a doggie cardiologist, they learned that his heart disease was much more advanced than previously thought. Knowing that he was suffering and was not going to get better, they made the gut wrenching decision to have Meatloaf put down.
Losing a pet has to be one of the most painful things someone can go through. You lose your companion, unconditional love giver, cuddling buddy and your best friend all at once. Our household was suddenly much quieter without the jingling of his collar and click of his nails. He will be missed more than words can express. His kisses will be missed, along with those big bright eyes. We feel good knowing that he is no longer in pain and can run freely up in puppy heaven.
As soon as people began hearing of the loss of Meatloaf, my handlers were already being asked “are you going to get another dog”? They would say yes, but only when the time is right. The thought of a new dog seemed exciting yet wrong. How could they replace their baby? Then they realized that they wouldn’t be, nor would they want to replace Meaty. They would be opening their hearts to a new pup, one that would help heal the hole that was currently inhabiting it. Even still they planned on waiting a few months……don’t they know better that to start “looking” at rescue websites?!? Enter “Einstein”
A 12-16 week old Labradoodle that was rescued from a Craigslist ad by 1 Love Dog Rescue. His sweet little face instantly tugged at my handlers hearts. Could this be their next fur baby? They made the hour drive to go visit him and were instantly in love. He was gentle, well-mannered and cute as a button. In their hearts they knew that he was meant to be a part of our family. Today “Renfield”(as they have been referring to him) will come and join our crazy household. We will give him the best home we can offer and all the love he can handle. He can never replace what we have lost, but he will help us to heal and we will have all new memories with him. I just hope he’s cool with dinosaurs…..don’t want to be his newest squeaky toy.