It had been two years since losing my two Rottweilers, Diamond and Jax to cancer; a fate that I didn’t know how I would ever recover from. They were such a huge part of my everyday life from the very beginning of their lives. I witnessed them being born into the world six years earlier and it was a vision of miraculous beauty. Being a mom myself I had already experienced the gift of child birth; but being able to observe new life entering into the world was literally breathtaking. It didn’t matter that it was not human life, all that truly mattered was that it was life; colorful patches of God’s tapestry.
“The Lord Giveth and the Lord Taketh it away.”
Tragedy seems to strike out of the blue sometimes when a person least expects it. I will never forget that bitter day at the Vet’s tiny office sitting across from him with both of my Rottweilers seated on either side of me. The room appeared to grow dark and cold as the doctor uttered the most horrifying words that a loving fur-mom could ever hear. “Your dogs have inoperable bone cancer and I recommend they be put down,” he said. I gently squeezed Jax and Diamond‘s paws while trying to fight back a river of tears. “Are you sure that nothing can be done for my babies?” I asked. The tall slender doctor clenched his clipboard to his chest and nodded his head and replied, “Nothing at all, I’m sorry, and this should happen today because they are in excruciating pain.”
New Love and New Hope
I was driving home on one the worse days of my entire life after helplessly watching my fur babies gently fall asleep in my arms; a slumber that neither would ever awake from. I happen to glance at a little figure trapped under a tree branch and without thinking slammed on my brakes. A gust of adrenaline took the place of my sorrow as I rescued the cutest little brown stray who couldn’t have been more than five or six weeks old. All I remember next was being mesmerized by his big soulful eyes staring up at me as his pint-sized body couldn’t stop shivering. I carried him back to the car after checking for any broken limbs; thank God he was all right, but still frightened as my car carried us both off into the night.
Riley my Saving Grace
I don’t know why things happen the way they do sometimes, but my faith in God has taught me how to accept whatever comes my way with peace and grace. I’m not sure why Diamond and Jax had to die young, just as I’m not sure why Riley entered my life at the exact moment my heart needed to beat again. However, I do know that life goes on, people come and go, dogs come and go, but the memories and love we share with them lives on forever!