Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Max.
Yesterday, a truly horrible event occurred in our family. Our much loved family dog Max passed away. I'm not going into detail about what happened because this blog is not about that, this is about celebrating the life of one the best companions I've ever had.
Max was known for several characteristics. Mostly, his 'happy as Larry' personality, his obsession and love for all things edible, his extreme fear of water, his god awful breath, the way he pawed his bowl when he wanted food or water, his occassional encounter with 'humpy', and of course, his ridiculous yet amusing 'Bull Terrier dance'. But most of all, Max was known for his sixth sense. His knack for knowing how you were feeling and how he use to respond it it... Either by licking you ("his way of telling you he loves you" - as mum use to call it) or just by sitting with you (but mostly on you, rather than next to you).
What happen was nothing but an accident. These things happen, no amount of tears, anger, resentment nor feeling of shock will change what happened. No one is to blame. All we can do in these situations is to learn and grow from it. It's hard to battle the emotions, but we must remember, Max had an absolutely phenomenal life and was loved by all those around him. Although he is no longer here with us from day to day, he will always be in our hearts.
And that's what counts.
Max, wherever you are now. I hope your belly is being scratched to your hearts content and that they're feeding you well. (none of that dog food that you use to hate and only grudgingly ate)
Love Always,
Francesca
Max was known for several characteristics. Mostly, his 'happy as Larry' personality, his obsession and love for all things edible, his extreme fear of water, his god awful breath, the way he pawed his bowl when he wanted food or water, his occassional encounter with 'humpy', and of course, his ridiculous yet amusing 'Bull Terrier dance'. But most of all, Max was known for his sixth sense. His knack for knowing how you were feeling and how he use to respond it it... Either by licking you ("his way of telling you he loves you" - as mum use to call it) or just by sitting with you (but mostly on you, rather than next to you).
What happen was nothing but an accident. These things happen, no amount of tears, anger, resentment nor feeling of shock will change what happened. No one is to blame. All we can do in these situations is to learn and grow from it. It's hard to battle the emotions, but we must remember, Max had an absolutely phenomenal life and was loved by all those around him. Although he is no longer here with us from day to day, he will always be in our hearts.
And that's what counts.
Max, wherever you are now. I hope your belly is being scratched to your hearts content and that they're feeding you well. (none of that dog food that you use to hate and only grudgingly ate)
Love Always,
Francesca
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