Life and lost...

I am so sad right now. This morning, Julie and I woke up to news that our poor dog Abbey did not make it through the night. Julie noticed that in the last two days, Abbey seem to be sick. However, we thought it was due to the new treat she gave her. She threw up, but she's done that before whenever she eats something strange. She always bounced back. But after seeing how weak she got yesterday, Julie called around to find a Vet to take Abbey to. The vet put her on IV and wanted to monitor her through the night. We got a call this morning and found out this morning she did not make it. The vet said that she pass due to a kidney infection. He wanted to know about her parents because he thinks it could be congenital. However, due to the way we acquire Abbey, we did not have that family history. Julie mentioned that she seem so healthy and strong prior to this. The vet said that sometimes with a kidney infection, it's hard to see signs other than if she has a need to drink lots of fluid and urinates a lot. She has always drunk lots of fluid before and urinated that out, so it was hard to gauge here.

All this serves to really bring into light the concept of life and lost for me. To many people, a dog is a dog, an animal. But when you have a bond with something, it doesn't matter much what that is. The lost of that bond is still that...and you realized that the time you have together is really short. Try as you might...you can't wish for those moments back. But moving forward, we take these tough losses as life's tough lesson and we learn to become better people ourselves. The next time we get frustrated or angry towards a love one, we need to allow these hurtful memories help to remind and temper the way we react to that love one. I guess learning and doing this helps to memorialize those who have gone on and give sweet meaning to their life, even if they are a dog. Rest in peace my sweet Abbey. :~(