As I sit here typing today, it is cold and rainy. It seems fitting.
Terri Allard has a song called Borrowed Time. It is a song about loss and how death is a part of life. As a dog, I don't often think about the eventuality that all of us must face, but from time to time, something happens that brings it back to my mind. Today watching the rain, I listened to her song.
As you know, I've had to visit the veterinary office quite a bit in this last year. I've been very upbeat through it all because every time that nasty old lymphoma threw something at me, my doctors and I fought back. And I am happy to report that we are winning that fight.
So you may wonder why I'm barking about such a weighty topic then. Well, I've mentioned before that when I was diagnosed, there was another dog a the Animal Care Clinic that was diagnosed with lymphosarcoma just about the same time as me. While I never actually met Loki, my friends at the clinic told me all about him and kept me updated on his progress. Loki's people were busy and were not all that active in the Dogster community and ended up moving away this summer so I never actually even Dogmailed with him. Still, I felt a certain connection.
Well, yesterday when I logged into Dogster, I noticed that his page had been updated for the first time in a long while. I was very saddened to see that on October 21, 2005, he made one last visit to the good people at the Animal Care Clinic where they helped him cross over to the Rainbow Bridge.
So today I write about Loki. And I say a prayer for him and for his pack. May you be filled with peace.