Pets are like family members. Once you have a pet, they become a part of your family. Iremember when we used to live in San Antonio and we had a lot of pets. My first pet could never be replace by any animal. It was a golden retriever we got as a puppy. She was named Bambamand I loved it with all my heart.
She became a best friend to my whole family. Even my grandma liked Bambam. She said ‘I don’t really like does but this one was so loyal to you guys I just fell in love with it too.’Bambam, was slightly weird and awesome a dog. She never slept with just one person. Shewould spend one night with everyone in the house which was pretty cool if you think about it. She always did as commanded she was told because she had been trained well.
As she got older, she started to fill our hearts with more love for her. Her loyalty to us grew from when she was a little puppy. She even started to have her own little puppies, which they were so cute. She had about dozen kids or puppies how crazy is that. As her owners we couldn’t afford to keep all her puppies with us so we had to sell them or give them away. I wasn’t fond of this idea but, I had no choice. Like my mother said ‘there was no way we could keep an eye on twelve puppies at one time.’ Which she had a point sometimes, we didn’t have time to play with Bambam we were so busy with cheerleading, football, and school.
She wasn’t all well awesome I guess you could say because she was going through some problems as she got older in age. She had a very bad case of ticks on her skin, that summer ticks invaded San Antonio. I would help my mother every other day to clean her and take off all the ticks from her body. It didn’t really help but it was worth a shot.
The night that she died I felt something stab my heart it hurt so much. I would learn later on that she was my first heart break, I loved her with all my heart no matter if I wasn’t there for her all the time. She still holds a special place in my heart no animal could replace. We buried her that night in the back yard sometimes, when I was sad I would go back there to go talk to her, tell her that I miss her and I hope that she missed me too. I learned that I need to spend as much time with the animals and people that you love with all my heart because you never know when they are going to be gone.
I can relate to this, I've lost a couple of dogs before, and the pain is still there. No pet could of replaced Buddy and still can't. His death was my first heartbreak and I still cry to this day just thinking of him. I always thought I was the only one to bury my dog in the backyard and talk to them, but I see I'm not. I like your story and I understand your pain.
ReplyDeleteI now have insight towards what owning a pet feels like. My parents have always disregarded pets, as they believed that three children were enough. The sad endings to a pet story are what keep me further away. It happens. It was time for your retriever to move on, as with every one else. I'm sure your puppy is happy to know that you care.
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