For the Love of Dogs

Posted Tue, 06/27/06

The beloved dog of a writer friend of mine passed away last Sunday, and I was so moved by her blog entry about the bereavement that I ended up in tears. Losing a pet is like losing a child or another member of the family. How does one fill the gaping chasm of loss?

As most know, I adore my dogs. They are my children. I refuse to contemplate the excruciating pain of losing them. In denial, I shove the issue to the farthest recess of my mind.

I've always hated terms like "working like a dog" or "being treated like a dog." Why are dogs relegated to the bottom rung of the ladder, even in the context of common idioms?

Dogs should be cherished for their unconditional love and loyalty. They give everything, yet expect very little in return - unless, of course, the dogs happen to be spoiled little ruffians by the names of Foofer and Rainee. They expect much in return, just like royalty, but they deserve it. They give a soothing peace of mind, unreserved love and a sense of belonging, no matter the time, place or circumstance.

God bless all canines in the world.

Tags: Foofer; Rainee