When Daughter was first pregnant, we sat at our favorite Chinese place and read the placemat with descriptions of the Chinese zodiac. We noted then that THGGM, me and Daughter were all born in the Year of the Dog. 2006 is also the year of the dog, the year in which Baby Boy made his appearance, on the first day.
The Year of the Dog?
Not a good one for dogs around here. It was only a month ago today that Niki had to be put to sleep. I miss her everyday. For sixteen and one half years she followed me everywhere. I miss feeling her cold wet nose on my calf in the morning as she pushed me towards the back door. I miss that yesterday would have been the day (warm and sunny) I would have given her a 'spring' hair do, and would have thrown her fur to the wind for the waiting birds. Then she would have come inside and danced on her ears.
My aunt and uncle also lost a dog this year. A large, beautiful, loyal companion. When we would visit, he would stay in the room and watch us until we fell asleep. But then he fell ill - gone too soon.
I clung to Max, the two year old who I bonded with so tightly when he was a puppy. Certainly, he would be around for years to come. To wack me with his paw when I wasn't giving him enough attention. To nibble my left ear. To body slam me in happy puppy play. But, he too, gone too soon.
And last week, it was my sister's beloved golden lab. Suddenly sick. Suddenly gone.
The Year of the Dog?
All I can say is I'm looking forward to the Year of the Rodent.
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I would have never thunk...you...anticipating rodents.
But I can certainly understand why. Rough year over there for the canines.
We could all do with a few less rodents.
Not that I'm a big believer in such things, but I do find it interesting what things such as the Chinese Zodiac can help you focus in about yourself. My husband was born the year of the dog too. The Zodiac says about such people, "born under this sign you are honest, and faithful to those you love". In your case, this has included your dogs. You love them with an intensity that is admirable. It is a wonderful thing you let them into your heart so much that you feel torn apart with their loss. In order to feel this loss, it means you have had equally intense joy with them. That is a precious thing. Savor those joyful moments.
On another note, I am a tiger. As such I am told "you have a tendency to get carried away and be stubborn about what you think is right; often seen as a "Hothead" or rebel". So um..my loyal faithful husband is stuck with this stubborn hotheaded wife. Ah poor man.
It is simply incredible the number of dogs gone from your family. The fact they live such a short time is why my hubby does not want to have any more after these depart...just too hard to say good bye!
One of our friends is married to a vet who has this AWFUL mean parrot...now that critter may outlive them...he and I ponder why do dogs have to live such short lives and this mean creature live forever? He says though that once they have a baby, the BIRD goes elsewhere...he has had it with the nasty thing!! It tries to attack him every chance it gets...does not like men! We saw it "in action" when we went to visit last year.
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