Until We See You Again, Zoey …
It was time to say goodbye to a so … so … so … special, loving, family member today. She had a wonderful life—one full of adventure and the kind of affection that you wish for such an amazing little being. Zoey, a rescue dog, came into my life at a time when things were tuff … probably tuff for her too. This was back in Thousand Oaks, CA, and my son and I found her in a shelter … she’d been transported from a San Bernardino shelter where she was scheduled to be put down. Someone, put her in a truck and sent her to Thousand Oaks where there were better odds of her be adopted. Thank you unknown, kind stranger, who ever you are … you have no idea how much love you brought into so many lives … including little Zoey’s.
She lived about twelve years, I think. She got a nasal tumor some months back and it finally got the best of her. My wife, Kim, and I held her in our arms—held her close, as she drifted off to sleep this early morning at a local Emergency dog clinic.
Please take a look at her picture, where she’s happy and smiling … as she so often did (and I’m sure still does), and wish her love and good things on her new journey and into this next phase of her existence … We love you, Zoey 🙂
We have had to go thru that same disaster 4 times in our life. We always swear no more – and then we remember all the good times and the absolute total love that these magnificent creatures bring to our lives and indeed to those of our neighbor’s. We are on our fifth now, all but the 2nd were rescues and we are 100% convinced that this is the best way to get a new pal.
Our newest guy is a chocolate Lab from Kentucky – he was a royal mess when he arrived in NJ amidst a snowstorm no less. The first month was difficult at best but then it all changed and while it is an ever ongoing process, he will turn out to be one of the best yet.
I can only wish you the best of luck in whatever you decide to do.
Thanks John, yeah, it’s never easy. And you’re absolutely right — the good times make it all worthwhile.
They are never pets, they are family, most get this but not all. We lost our Sparky a female broken coat Jack Russell to an Eastern Brown (Australian Snake) just over a year ago now and we still think of her, sometimes with a laugh at her remembered antics but always with a smile and lots of love. Go and have a look in your local shelter when you are ready, he or she will be waiting there for you.
I understand your sentiments concerning Zoey as we lost our Beloved Prissy in 1997 . You have our condolences.