Wednesday, November 16, 2022

Paw Prints On My Heart

Losing a pet can be difficult, as most dog lovers know.

I lost my dog Valentino seven months ago, on Good Friday, and my aching heart still says it feels like yesterday. I think about him a hundred times a day, at least.

Tears still come and go, precious moments all. One such moment was when I returned home from picking up Valentino's cremation remains. I had to share the moment with friends and roommates, Stephanie and Eric.

Inside an envelope was a card with a half a heart with a dove upon it. The words on the card made me cry, of course. Eric pretty much immediately said he would have the heart made so that I could wear it on a necklace.

A couple of weeks later Eric took me to the jewelry store to pick up the gift. It was gorgeous! Tears welled up inside. I couldn't wait to get out of that store so that I could have a good cry.

Thank you, Eric and Stephanie!

My necklace is perfect. My friends are perfect. The paw prints on my heart are beyond perfect.

God and Dog are Good.

Sunday, April 17, 2022

Good Friday Goodbye My Dog Valentino

About this time last year, returning home from yet another vet visit for Valentino, I prayed to my God for another summer with my boy. I got that and then some--a fall, a winter, and here we are in spring again. 

However, this past Thursday I prayed to God to guide me, literally begged His will be done because I was having so much trouble making the decision to put my dog down. After prayer with a good long cry, I went outdoors where Valentino lay in the sunshine.

He had his back to me, wouldn't look at me at all. I told him about my turning it over to God. Moments later, my friend Eric sat down beside me. Mixed in the softness of his voice I could hear his tears, too. We both knew it was time. 

My measuring stick for when I would have to do this had for the past year been... When I say to Valentino, Let's go for a walk! and he doesn't get up and go, it is time. I said it twice and he didn't even move, never mind get excited like he always would.

Eric took my phone and called the vet for me.


At noon on Good Friday we said goodbye to my dog Valentino.

There is so much more I want to tell you, Valentino deserves a better eulogy than this one. However, today, Easter Sunday, I awoke in tears and for the first time in my life I am really mad at my god. So the dog tales will come another day...