Inevitable
Inevitable.
Some things are certain to happen.
“Unavoidable” they say…
Some things though are indeed avoidable I guess…
Then we battle on a fine line of avoiding the — wait for it — inevitable or prolonging the pain and suffering.
Sally’s last day on this Earth was today.
At 3:22pm, She went peacefully to run wild in dog Heaven and chase cats, and birds, and garbage trucks, and her own tail to her heart’s content and then some.
I’ve never been sure when her first day on this Earth was but I sure as heck know the day she came into our lives, the sun was brighter, and the worry was less.
She was a member of the family right off the bat.
She made her way around all the fishing spots, playgrounds, and every little nook and cranny the kids and I would take her.
Always a joy. ALWAYS.
In 2019, I had major knee surgery and couldn’t walk for a while. That meant she was going to stay with my parents “for a bit”.
Well… my parents tend to spoil things rotten.
People, kids, grandkids, animals, everyone.
Sally stayed there.
Dad wasn’t letting her leave at any cost.
Mom was happy with her there and Sally was ready to get on her every last nerve but do it with enough love to get her leftover cereal milk in the mornings. Sally won. Everyday.
Sally was there to stay and sit high on the pedestal my parents made for her.
Treated like a princess and the angel she was, she was rescued and given a wonderful life by all.
See.. she was a hunting dog prior to me/us.
She had babies taken from her and sold for profit and when she couldn’t hunt any longer, she - scrawny and boney and purely sick - thrown out to sit in a shelter for almost a year.
Until she was “rescued”.
Rescued - yes she was given a better life and gained back an appropriate amount of healthy weight (and plenty more) through the years but I was the one who was truly “rescued”.
10000%.
The sweetest dog to everyone and a pure joy to be around. She knew it too. Haha
She left a hole here that can never be filled but knowing there is no more pain for her helps ease it just a bit I think. Maybe.
Sally Myrtle Elma Sanders, you will be missed dearly but you will always be loved with every ounce of heart and soul.
