Memory

Memory… is the diary that we all carry about with us.

Oscar Wilde

Memory…what is memory?

Memory is something we cherish in our hearts that we can no longer cherish in the physical.

Memory the jingling of the collar from your dog that you miss hearing.

Memory is all those times your four-legged child would complain until you him or her something to eat and now that you don’t have your fur baby, you wish that you can just relive that moment once more.

Memory is all those times you got home and there was your fur baby waiting to greet you and now when you come home you are no longer greeted by the door by your sweet furry friend.

Memory is all those times you would wake up and your dog was right by your bedside sleeping while you had to get up and go to work.

Memory is all those scary pet vet visits when your doggy was sick or was having surgery, and as crazy as it sounds you still wish you were at the vet’s because you know your dog is still with life..

Memory is the first time you and your dog spent the night together, and he kept crying because he was in a new place and needed his special person to hold his paw and just let him know you love him.

Memory is the billions of licks of love you would feel on your skin from your special friend and how much you miss those loving moments.

Memory is running after your pet when he or she steals one of your stuffed animals.

Memory is your dog howling so loud that you are literally telling him or her to shut up and yet you find yourself smiling at the wonderful memory.

Memory is when as you are watching TV your dog is sleeping and snoring and it is a loud snore.

Memory is when your doggy is having a nightmare and you immediately go over there to wake him up and console him because you can not stand to hear his cry.

Memory is just reminding yourself that even though you do not have your puppy anymore, you have the memory of knowing you gave him the life that God wanted him to have.

This poem of the memory is written in the memory of Max, my Beagle boy.  When Max first passed away, I thought I would never get over is but now I realize I feel like his passing made me realize something, I learned how to love something unconditionally.  Unfortunately, for anyone who has ever lost a pet, we never really get over it.  It will always hurt to know that we no longer have our fur baby in our physical presence, but at least our animals can leave knowing that we gave them their best chance.  Max came from a very abusive environment but when he came into my life I made sure he had the best everything.  His passing was sad, but then as I thought more about it I realized that God only takes the best and Max was the best.  I believe that God loved Max so much he wanted to relieve him of his pain and so God took him.  I imagine Max is running around happy and healthy and even though I can not see my baby anymore I am comforted that there no one better than God to take care of my fur baby until I meet up with him.  I just want to take this moment and thank God for giving me such a blessing of a dog and I also want to thank Max for teaching me how to love someone unconditionally to the point you will do everything for them.  Sometimes the best thing you can do is to let God take them, even if it means not seeing them anymore.  I learned from Max’s passing that unconditional love is also letting them go even if it it the most painful thing, and that is why I had to let him go.

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