Tuesday, November 13, 2007

A sad day to join the club

Lately I've read on several blogs about loosing a special loved one - the family dog. I neglected to comment to those I've read because I think somewhere deep down the hit was just too close. I didn't want to think about what's going to happen when.... But today appears to be the day that I tell my story.


On January 4, 1995 I went to the doctor complaining of a headache that didn't seem to go away. It wasn't your typical headache, the kind you're used to getting every now and then, just a pain in my head that always seemed to be there. After just a few short tests it was determined that I had a brain tumor and would need surgery immediately. Being 18 and stubborn as a mule, I refused to sign the release forms for the surgery and had to endure the begging and pleading and bribing from my parents. One of their pleas spoke to me. My mom offered to let me get a dog if I would go through with the surgery. This was an unbelievable event.... Mom hates dogs! Dad always had a dog growing up and believed that us kids should have one too but Mom wouldn't hear of it. In fact once he took us out and brought a puppy back as a surprise to Mom and when we took him back to the Human Society for his "6 month surgery" he went home with another family. So you can see that for Mom to willingly offer having a dog reside in the house was a pretty big sign of how much she loved me and how much they really wanted me to have the surgery.

Fast forward a few months and things were looking good. I was finally able to stay at home by myself for a few hours without needing someone there. Dad decided it was time. We drove out to the local Human Society and looked around. There were plenty of wonderful pets there but one in particular struck my eye. He was shyer than the other puppies and hid in the back of his cage. But once I coaxed him out he was as alive and playful as ever. I looked at his information card and knew he had to come home with us. He was born on January 4th, 1995.

While Dad was signing all the paper work I sat on the floor playing with my new friend and thinking of calling him Buddy Holly (a fascination I was going through) when I over heard Dad telling the lady all about my recent experience and how I needed a buddy to keep me company during the day. My mind was made up. He would be called just Buddy.

Throughout the years, Buddy and I did everything together. He's always slept with me, goes with me to run errands, eats part of my cereal (as well as other meals). I even taught him to speak when I said "Who loves Wendy?" , a trick he wouldn't perform for anyone else. When I relocated to VA I had a hard time finding a place I could afford and that would take dogs. Besides, Dad had also grown quite attached to the little mutt as well. He was always a bit jealous of our relationship and tried to get Buddy to love him just as much as he loved me. And so it was that Buddy would remain a PA dog and live with Mom and Dad.

It's been almost 13 years now and Buddy's had quite a life. There are so many stories I could tell. He's been loved by so many of our family members and friends. He's been a bribe for getting Honey to come home with me as a large loud family can be intimidating. He's always been there when any of us needed him. I think even Mom has grown quite attached to him. In fact he was able to come down for a 3 week visit last year, and Mom sent Little Brother down a few days early to bring him back because she missed him.

This morning I got the call that Buddy is no longer with us. Mom woke up to find him lying on the floor next to her side of the bed, not breathing. At 9:10 he was properly buried in the back yard along with the last toy he brought to Dad to play with, two treat bones, and some of the hair Mom kept when they shaved my head for the surgery. Dad and The Little Man (who they were babysitting today) properly sat down and had cake and milk for the wake.

Reading other knitter's blogs about loosing a pet so close to their hearts made me worry about what I would do when the time came ,as I knew he was getting old even if he didn't show it. I now join you as a grieving one left behind.


Buddy

January 4, 1995 -

November 13, 2007

22 comments:

Robin said...

I am SO very, very sorry to hear of your "Buddy's" passing...and your story is so touching. Pet's do mean so much to our families for many different reasons. My thoughts are with you.

Channon said...

Tears. I'm so sorry. I left my childhood labrador with Dad when I left for college, and never got her back, but those two had some great, last years together.

Thanks for sharing the whole story with us. My heart goes out to you and your family. You know where I am if/when you want to talk!

Bubblesknits said...

Bless your heart. Sending healing thoughts to you and your family.

Nancy @ the Jersey Shore said...

I am so sorry for the loss of your Buddy. What a wonderful story. You and Buddy were meant to be. I'm glad he had a great life with you. What a cute doggie! My Reggae cat, although not "old" is heading for 10 and I know his time, too, will come. Last night I had a dream he was dead...it shook me.

Nichole said...

So very, very sorry to hear of your loss. :(

Anita said...

What a wonderful, touching story, it brought tears to my eyes.
I'm so sorry for your loss, my heart goes out to you.

Cass said...

oh I'm SO sorry. What a wonderful, touching story. What a great and important life Buddy had. My heart aches for you.
{{{{hugs}}}}

Michelle said...

Oh Wendy... I'm just so sorry. The tears keep coming as I type this.. Thank you so much for sharing your story and your love for your Buddy. It's amazing how the love of a dog can melt even the hearts of those who claim not to like dogs! Your mom, dad, and your entire family have my virtual hugs..

Dianne said...

I'm so very sorry. They take a little piece of our hearts with them when they go, don't they?

Thinking of you...

Sue J. said...

Please accept my sincerest condolences on the loss of Buddy. My heart aches for you and your family as you go through this difficult time. Please know that there are so many of us out here who absolutely understand your pain and sorrow. As you progress through the grief, reach out to those of us who are here to help, to listen and to understand. My Buddy rest in peace.

KSee said...

what a sad day. It is so hard when they need to go. Thank you for sharing your story. Sue J has put into words what we are all trying to say.

Knit Eat Sleep said...

Ohhhhhhhh, I am so sorry about Buddy. They are just like our kids and mean so much to us. Thank you for sharing your story!

sophanne said...

Sad sad sad. Be well friend. Buddy was a great dog.

Virtuous said...

OMG Wendy!! I remember you talking about Buddy when we 1st started getting to know each other.

My heart is heavy for you and I am so sorry.

I pray that you can continue to find joy in your memories Wendy.

vegasangelbrat said...

Thoughts, Prayers and all good wishes sent your way for you & your family! Its so hard to lose a beloved pet..he's so adorable and you can see how happy he was! I'm sure he was greeted by many others, I know I have a couple over Rainbow ridge and I'm holding tight not to lose one now.
Wonderful story! Thank you for sharing, know we are all here if you need us!

Devonshire said...

How very sorry I am for your loss. What an amazing story and I thank you for sharing. My heart is heavy for you during this time of loss. I am glad that you had so many wonderful years together and that it was a peaceful passing. My thoughts are with you and your family during this difficult time.

Aunt Kathy said...

Wendy, that was beautiful. Can't say much more, tears are making it hard to type.

StarSpry said...

I am so very sorry to hear about your loss.

Devin said...

I guess they are all eager to meet each other on the other side of the bridge. He is a cutie!

Donna said...

Dear Wendy, I too have read the stories of my blog friends and their losses recently. Your story is so touching and as I was reading I scrolled down and saw your "Buddy". He looked like an angel and I know he was your angel. My prayers and thoughts are with you.

Sonya said...

OMG look at that face! That has to be one of the most adorable dog faces I have ever seen.
What a terrible loss for you and your parents. You will be in my thoughts.

dobarah said...

Gosh girl, you need a {{{{hug}}}}. Our pets say so much about us. They bring so much to our lives without saying a word...talk about unconditional love. Thank you for sharing your touching story...you and Buddy were very lucky to have each other. {{{{{{{{{HUGS}}}}}}}}}}}}