Sunday, March 14, 2010

Dog Days - part two

When Harry died last July, I was crushed.  He was family - first as my surrogate child, always my best buddy and later my wise elder.  I still cry sometimes when I think how much I miss him.  Like right now. 

Harry never liked other dogs.  He much preferred the company of people.  We could have never gotten another dog when Harry was alive because he would have seen it as a betrayal.  Once when he was spending a summer with some friends, they got a puppy the last few days of his visit.  He was so miffed that he ignored them and the puppy as best he could.  He wouldn't even let them say goodbye to him.  But really, they got the puppy because of him.  He was such a cool fun guy that he inspired people to love dogs.  Despite his doggy antisocial tendencies, he was the canine world's greatest ambassador.

But now that Mr. H is gone, I don't think he'd mind if we got another dog.  Really, it would be a testament to him - he was my first dog and it was such a great experience that I always want to have a dog.  Yarn Widower argues that having a dog limits our freedom (no spontaneous trips to Rome) and need he remind me how hard it was in the end when Harry was sick (I remember).  But then we have never taken a spontaneous trip to Rome and illness and heartache are an inevitable part of being alive.  But most importantly, it was all worth it.  The benefits of having Harry far outweighed all the days of scooping poop, the rainy day walks, the money shelled out to dogsitters when we went away...  The only thing that was really difficult is missing him so goddamn much.  I think that's the real thing that holds most people back - knowing that in 10-15 years, you'll have to mourn the loss again.  The high price of loving someone is having to lose them.

Life without love is really no life at all.  For me, life without a dog is just simply less of a life.

5 comments:

  1. Very well said. Hope yarn-widower comes around to the idea. It's not at all like you're replacing him either.

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  2. Thanks, Beth. Don't fret - the Yarn Widower comes through.

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  3. Very reassured by the pics of the YW and Bennan together.

    What does Chewy think?

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  4. Ella,

    Chewy was not happy about it. But she's slowly come around. They now share rawhide chewies and the other day I caught them puppy bowing to each other.

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  5. i think
    it's a testament
    to the kindness
    of people
    how much
    they
    love their dogs.
    i have never
    been a dog person
    but i always
    ache to think
    of my cat max
    who died so many
    years ago.
    xo

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