Lost My Dog Teddy
This morning I received a phone call from my brother telling me that my dog teddy passed this morning. I love that dog so much. He was diagnosed with cancer at the beginning of this year and was really close to dying. I took him to the vet and gave him chemotherapy every 3 weeks which extended his life as long as possible without any pain of course. I can tell he lived very happily for the last 6 months. It was as if his life was over but God decided to let him stay with us just little longer - Thank you God.
This dog holds a special place in my heart. I went through some troubles last year and it seems like he was always there with me. I’d be watching tv on the couch and he’d lay next to my feet. When I go to bed, he’d jump up and lay next to me. I remember being outside in my backyard with my friends surrounding the firepit and teddy would be out there with all of us even though we know he hated being outside. In the end, it was obvious that my dogs just wanted to be where we were.
The personality of a dog is what gets me the most. I grew up with a ton of dogs and I saw how each and every one of them grew up. They went through their immature stage where they’d just run around and cause trouble. They’d rebel against us like teenagers when we’d get mad at them for making a mess. But over the years, I can see how they eventually started to appreciate and understand us. As they become older, they become wiser and eventually become your true best friend. It feels like they know they are getting older and that they know they are not going to live much longer, so they spend every single moment they have with you. I moved to my new apartment just recently and that is what I saw in my dog teddy. He’d be sleeping under the table while I’m playing poker and when I’d go outside to the living room to watch T.V. he’d wake up and follow me. I remember him being so tired and weak walking out to the living room but he still pushed himself. What a great dog. I hope to have more dogs like him in the near future.
Currently I still have another one with me, Cinderella - the princess. She’s teddy and junior’s sister and is last dog from the same litter. She has a sister name Curly and she’s currenlty living with my sister. She’s very old as she was born a year before all the other dogs. The first litter had her and another dog name Shakespeare but he ran away. A year later came out Teddy, Junior, Cinderella, Smurf, and Bao. Smurf ran away just last year from my sister’s house and Bao passed away at an early age. The parents were Lucky (Dachshund) and Mimi (Pomeranian). Amazingly Mimi is still alive. We recently put Lucky to sleep about a two months ago and that was not easy for all of us. He was there from the very beginning.
I have one left..
I will treasure every moment with this one just as I did with the others. The sad realization I have now is that she will be the last one from my childhood years.