Glacier
06-19-2004, 01:40 AM
Dearest Hoodoo
It's after midnight as I write this so I guess it's your birthday. How did five years pass so quickly? I remember the day you were born. How excited we were when your breeder called and said the litter had arrived safely. How cute you were when we saw you just a few hours later. But oh, no we weren't taking a puppy, but we owned your sire and visited often.
Eventually, we fell in love with all of you, but decided to take your brother Earle home. You went with friends who we thought would be good to you. I remember thinking in my head that night that one day you would be with us. I should have just taken you then. Can you imagine the ruckus you and Earle would have raised together as babies???
And then 9 months later, you did come to live with us. No one had bothered to train you or give you what huskies need to be happy, but you held no grudges. You were a happy, forgiving soul and you quickly made up for lost time.
For the next four years, you added joy, laughter and silliness to our home. Like any good siberian husky, you also added a bit of frustration, challenges, noise and the occasional chewed up item!
And then you were gone. The spirits called you home on February 29, 2004. We were so shocked, stunned and hurt by the loss of you. So many dogs and cats were still here, but the house was empty without you.
How is it possible that four months have passed? How did life go on? I was so sure it wouldn't at first. That pain was almost too much to bear. I still miss you every day and you are never far from my mind, always in my heart. I still look for you and sometimes I forget you are gone. I will never forget you my sweet boy. Even though my heart is broken now, I wouldn't have missed knowing and loving you for the world.
Today we are going to scatter your ashes in all your favorite places. You aren't in that little box. Whatever special thing made you Hoodoo--your spirit, soul, personality was gone before we even got you to the vet that awful afternoon. You always hated being confined and I can't have your body spend forever in a box. So we will set your physical remains free. Your spirit will forever be a part of this place.
Have a happy birthday, Howlin' Hoodoo. Get someone at the bridge to give you some extra treats.
Love Always,
Mom
It's after midnight as I write this so I guess it's your birthday. How did five years pass so quickly? I remember the day you were born. How excited we were when your breeder called and said the litter had arrived safely. How cute you were when we saw you just a few hours later. But oh, no we weren't taking a puppy, but we owned your sire and visited often.
Eventually, we fell in love with all of you, but decided to take your brother Earle home. You went with friends who we thought would be good to you. I remember thinking in my head that night that one day you would be with us. I should have just taken you then. Can you imagine the ruckus you and Earle would have raised together as babies???
And then 9 months later, you did come to live with us. No one had bothered to train you or give you what huskies need to be happy, but you held no grudges. You were a happy, forgiving soul and you quickly made up for lost time.
For the next four years, you added joy, laughter and silliness to our home. Like any good siberian husky, you also added a bit of frustration, challenges, noise and the occasional chewed up item!
And then you were gone. The spirits called you home on February 29, 2004. We were so shocked, stunned and hurt by the loss of you. So many dogs and cats were still here, but the house was empty without you.
How is it possible that four months have passed? How did life go on? I was so sure it wouldn't at first. That pain was almost too much to bear. I still miss you every day and you are never far from my mind, always in my heart. I still look for you and sometimes I forget you are gone. I will never forget you my sweet boy. Even though my heart is broken now, I wouldn't have missed knowing and loving you for the world.
Today we are going to scatter your ashes in all your favorite places. You aren't in that little box. Whatever special thing made you Hoodoo--your spirit, soul, personality was gone before we even got you to the vet that awful afternoon. You always hated being confined and I can't have your body spend forever in a box. So we will set your physical remains free. Your spirit will forever be a part of this place.
Have a happy birthday, Howlin' Hoodoo. Get someone at the bridge to give you some extra treats.
Love Always,
Mom