Working through the grief and carrying on
First of all, I need to thank everyone for their kind and loving comments through the blog and Facebook page, before and after Moses’ surgery. I wanted to answer each and every comment, but I’m sorry it was just too much. For a few days I just couldn’t focus on anything. Please know that every comment was read and appreciated more than you could know. The love and support was so comforting to us, whether it came from close friends and family, or from the new friends I have made through this blog. You all understand what it feels like.
I am emerging from my cloud of grief and trying to get back into everyday life. That life has changed somewhat….a special part is missing, but sweet memories of our Moses will get us through. We have been off our fitness routines, and I am woefully behind on reading other blogs. My house is a disaster (well, it always is really). Today is the first day I feel we are starting to get back into all of those things.
I was going to share some happy stories of our life with Moses, but then I went back and read the post I wrote telling Moses’ story back in April. I think I managed to cover all his funny stories and personality quirks. If you care to go back and read about him, you can find that story HERE. I’m glad I will have it to go back to in time, when memories start to fade a little bit.
Just one more thing I wanted to say about Moses was that our friend Kim reminded us that he chose us. We had gone to visit our Sheba after she was born and before she was due to come home with us. Moses waddled up to my husband’s feet, was then picked up, and proceeded to fall asleep in his arms. Need I say more? I love to think that Moses couldn’t have asked for a better life than with us. I know that we couldn’t have asked for a better dog.
A little on the other dogs
It has made it easier for us to have the other dogs to help console us. We are also concerned on how they are handling this….they have lost a pack member too. It has been most difficult for Sheba since Moses was her blood brother. From the time I took Moses to his surgery on Monday, and up to this time, she has stuck by my side much more than usual. The other morning Cricket was playing ball, and Sheba was in the house with us; that is very unusual. But she is OK, and starting to get back to her usual routines. Today I took her for a run, thinking some one on one time with Mom might be good for her, and I think it was. Kobi and Cricket seem to be OK….they are more of the bonded pair, as Sheba as Moses were, because they were together before the Goldens came along.
There are still empty places….certain places that Moses used to lay, his own food dishes, and the funny things he used to do. But at least the house isn’t too quiet or too empty.
When we lost our first dog Shelby, she was our only dog, and our house was hopelessly empty when she passed on. When we lost our second dog, Maggie, we had Kobi to help us. But Kobi took her passing very hard….those two were very close. He hasn’t had the same relationship with the dogs that came after her, though I know he appreciates their company.
This time it is good for us to still have the three dogs to focus our love and attention on. We made a special trip to town to buy them each something. The girls each got a new toy and Kobi got some booties which he needed (more on that in a bit). Not that they aren’t already spoiled, but a little extra can’t hurt.
The day after we lost Moses, my husband was able to stay home from work with me, which meant a lot. I needed the company. That afternoon the dogs started barking and we looked out the window to see one of our neighbors in the yard. When we went outdoors to greet him, he told us that a strange dog had wandered into his yard from the woods, and he wanted to be sure he wasn’t one of ours. He turned around to see that the dog had followed him into our yard. It was a young, very handsome German Shorthaired Pointer. Our neighbor is new to the area, and wasn’t quite sure what to do.
We offered to help. The dog was a little skittish but we were able to get close to him and eventually slip a looped leash around his neck (he was not wearing a collar). We corralled him into our garage and I went to call the police department. The dispatcher had a report of a lost dog, of the same breed! She patched me through to his owner, who happened to live not that far from us. Her dog had escaped from her downtown, and probably followed the rail trail and then up onto our street. He was headed toward home, but had made a bit of a detour. She came right over to pick him up, and she was so grateful. We were happy to have helped.
Now, maybe I’m just being silly, and looking for signs….but I couldn’t help but think that perhaps Moses had sent that dog our way, because he knew we would help him. Or maybe he just knew it would be a nice distraction for us, get our mind off of things for a while. Either way, it did give us a distraction that afternoon. We believe what we need to believe, and what can it hurt?
Kobi got Pawz and Pawks
Kobi is 12 years old now, getting close to 13. He’s starting to show his old age. He has problems with his back legs slipping and sliding on our tile and hardwood floors. Also, when we walk outside one back leg drags a little towards the end of a walk. We’ve shortened his walks, and we’ve put carpet treads on our stairs that are wood.
He has been to the vet, and has had x-rays and tests. He does not have arthritis and everything looks good with his health. Our vet feels it is just old age, and since he has not gotten any worse in two or more months, we have tried not to worry about it too much. Still, we hated that he slipped and slid, especially when he gets excited, like at supper time. Not that any of this bothers him that much….he still loves to walk and he never needs to stop to rest, and he is no worse for wear when we get back from a walk. If he slips sideways on the floor he just picks himself up and goes on. We wouldn’t want him to hurt himself that way though.
Thanks to Sugar the Golden Retriever, I was familiar with the dog booties called Pawz. Sugar wears them because of allergies, to protect her paws from allergens. I had also seen Emma’s sister Katie, from My GBGV Life, wearing one on an injured paw. So I wondered if something like that could help Kobi. I got online to research and discovered that “traction control” was one of the benefits to Pawz! I found a store nearby that carried them and we went to get some! While we were there, we also saw “Pawks” which look like little slipper socks for dogs. We decided to try both. Right now he is wearing the Pawks around the house, and the Pawz for a walk. We are just trying them out, so I will give another report after we’ve used them for some time. But he seems to have better traction in the house, and on our walk today he trucked right along like a new dog. He still slowed down towards the end, but I don’t think his paw was dragging as much.
The other great thing…..Kobi hates having ANYTHING put on him, even his harness. But he was so patient and so good about having these put on! I had a little trouble figuring out the best way to do it, but he did not put up a fuss at all, even when I was a little slow at it. Also, he didn’t prance around like they bothered him. He adjusted to them very quickly, and I am so excited about that!
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