We just returned from our evening walk with our two geriatric rescue dogs. Bruce is a little younger and still manages to travel the full route unassisted. Gidget McFidget, who is 15 years old, starts out strong but midway through gets a ride in the stroller. She seems to think of it as her chariot and barks quite imperiously at the peasant dogs we encounter along the way.
Dogs are angels in fursuits. They love unconditionally and stay in our hearts forever. We dog parents are not meant to be without them. Puppies to geriatrics, we love them and embrace them. We welcome them and release them to the Rainbow Bridge when it is time. Blessings to you, Bruce and Gidget McFidget.
I totally get this. I considered it a privilege to care for my ailing senior corgi when she developed Cushing’s disease and then pancreatitis, especially considering all the joy and run she brought into our lives.
Oh, my goodness… This gets me! I am in that tender time of not wanting to miss a moment with our young at heart, yet older in body pup, Zuke. My heart feels yours. To be SO blessed as to know the pure love of an animal. Such a gorgeous piece of writing that simply flowed, didn’t it?! 🐾💜🐾
As I sit on the couch reading this poem Harriet is sound asleep on the couch with me. My eyes are filling with tears cuz I know that day is coming, even though it's several years away (*hoping.) Your poetry is so moving. And I love that you push your super old rescues around in a doggy stroller.
We just returned from our evening walk with our two geriatric rescue dogs. Bruce is a little younger and still manages to travel the full route unassisted. Gidget McFidget, who is 15 years old, starts out strong but midway through gets a ride in the stroller. She seems to think of it as her chariot and barks quite imperiously at the peasant dogs we encounter along the way.
Dawn, so lovely. Bruce and Gidget are so lucky to have you.
Dogs are angels in fursuits. They love unconditionally and stay in our hearts forever. We dog parents are not meant to be without them. Puppies to geriatrics, we love them and embrace them. We welcome them and release them to the Rainbow Bridge when it is time. Blessings to you, Bruce and Gidget McFidget.
Well said, Lois!
I totally get this. I considered it a privilege to care for my ailing senior corgi when she developed Cushing’s disease and then pancreatitis, especially considering all the joy and run she brought into our lives.
Right? Caring for them in their final years is the least we can do for all the wonder they bring into our lives.
I see you fellow dog stroller lady ♥️
Awww. Love it.
Lucky pups to be with you🐾❤️🐾
Thank you. I feel the same about them.
Oh, my goodness… This gets me! I am in that tender time of not wanting to miss a moment with our young at heart, yet older in body pup, Zuke. My heart feels yours. To be SO blessed as to know the pure love of an animal. Such a gorgeous piece of writing that simply flowed, didn’t it?! 🐾💜🐾
❤️gut punch. Rip Bunker. 😘
xoxo
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Beautiful, Julie. A testament to commitment.
You’ve inspired me to post a poem I wrote just last week about my Bojangles. Once I work out how to upload 😜
Wonderful, Greg!
As I sit on the couch reading this poem Harriet is sound asleep on the couch with me. My eyes are filling with tears cuz I know that day is coming, even though it's several years away (*hoping.) Your poetry is so moving. And I love that you push your super old rescues around in a doggy stroller.
Awww, Christy. You and Harriet have so many beautiful years ahead of you.
What a gorgeous face your retriever has!
Yes, they deserve our love and attentive care, after all they give us.