Sparky2-28-1999 ~~ 10-9-2012
I always say "farewell", because "good-bye" sounds too final. I will see him again one day.
Many of you have come to know Sparky from my posts about him over the past several years, and tho there are a thousand thoughts running thru my head that I could post, I'll just touch on a few.
One poster said in his last thread in Dog Health - "What a joy he was." I couldn't think of a better way to describe him. Thank you! He was a Sparkling little gem, and all loved him, just as he loved all - especially babies and little ones - people and critters alike. He absolutely loved kittens, and didn't even mind a vet visit if Doc had kittens she took in, running around the office. Without a doubt, he was the biggest love-bug, had the sweetest and most gentle manner, and was the most well behaved (most of the time) dog that I have ever had. He could be quite the little goof-ball and was always making me laugh. The welcome home greetings he gave were awesome. Even if I had only been gone for an hour or so, he had to shower me with love and attention as tho I had been gone for a week. Of course it always included a round of crazy zoomies too! He had a stubborn streak when he wanted, but it didn't surface all that often.
He was a true Mommy's Boy - my little shadow. However, on the very rare occasions that I had to fuss at him, he would go running to my son and want to be picked up. I could almost hear Sparky saying, "Mommy yelled at me but I didn't do anything wrong - really I didn't." Silly boy!
I feel so lost right now - the house feels so different. I find myself looking where I step, just in case he is underfoot. I wander aimlessly from room to room and catch myself looking behind me to see if he is following as he usually did. But of course he isn't there. Every time I ask Myndi if she has to go out, I expect to hear him racing across the kitchen floor to be the first one at the door. I don't hear that anymore. Last night I slept with his collar under my pillow and snuggled with the fleece throw that I wrapped him in when we took him in to the vet. She does the cremation arrangements. He should come home to stay on the 18th.
Myndi seems to be okay so far, tho she is wandering around more. She knows that "something" isn't as it always was. Before we left to take Sparky into the vet yesterday, I wrapped him in the fleece throw and laid him on the sofa, then picked Myndi up and sat down next to Sparky with her on my lap. It would be the last chance I ever had to pet them both at the same time. Myndi sniffed all around his head for a few seconds, and then kissed him on his nose. It was so sweet and I totally lost it all over again.
I'm so glad that Sparky was such a camera ham, and I have loads of wonderful pictures that I will cherish forever. I'm so thankful that I got the picture with both of The Fuzzbuttz with Santa last year. I was hoping for another this year, but it just wasn't meant to be. There is so much more to the life he shared with me for all these years, and I could go on and on...............
Sparky, my sweet little man, my pillow pup -- I know that all is well with you now, and for that I am happy. My heart is broken that you had to leave, but I'll be okay, so don't worry. It's all about you, and not me, and our Creator thought it best to call you Home. I'll never stop loving and missing you, and all of your family feels the same. One fine day we will be together again - I know that for sure. Be on the lookout for RB Sherbie Kitty, because if he hasn't already found you, I know he will soon. I know you loved all the attention he gave you and how he stuck to you like velcro - even if you pretended that you didn't.
Rest easy, have fun, play hard and be happy. And please - drop in to see your old Mom on occasion!
We love you Sparky-Doodle,
All of your people