"It came to me that every time I lose a dog they take a piece of my heart with them, and every new dog who comes into my life gifts me with a piece of their heart. If I live long enough all the components of my heart will be dog, and I will become as generous and loving as they are" Anonymous
Basel left us on April 8. It has taken me this long to be able to write anything about him. I miss him terribly. He lived to be 13.5 years which is approx 4.5 years longer than the vet predicted. That part is marvelous so I don't begrudge him leaving at all. I just miss his wonderful loving presence in my life.
He went quietly over a couple of days. Actually once we realized his body was shutting down, we called in the traveling vet to see if she agreed. She did and so gave him the needed shots so he could pass peacefully into doggie heaven.
Basel came to us as a rescue out of a guy's apartment. He had 2 broken legs from a car accident that had not been dealt with so the poor guy dragged himself around for that length of time until a couple of women broke into this guy's apartment and removed the 6 month old rottie. We found a vet that would do the surgery for cost. What a happy puppy! It was predicted that he could never jump or run but he overcame it all. He actually levitated into the back of my Pilot until he was about 9, then he used a ramp. Basel loved all creatures and slept with the bunnies and some of our cats. He especially enjoyed being a shop dog and greeting all customers.
4 comments:
So very sorry to hear about your loss of Basil. As a loving pet owner who has also suffered greatly with the loss of several pets, I can sympathize with all you must be going through. Each time I lose a pet, I swear I will not get another, as the pain is too great. But I always do, because the love of a pet is so elemental in my life. I hope as you go forward that the memories you have of Basil will lift your spirits and bring peace.
Thank you.
I keep thinking he is with me. Actually go to step over him sometimes so I know I am not ready for another. Most of our dogs have come to us so perhaps that will happen again.
Oh, Susan. I'm so sorry to hear about your sweet Basel.
And he asks me
with both eyes:
why is it daytime? Why does night always fall?
why does spring bring
nothing
in its basket
for wandering dogs
but useless flowers,
flowers and more flowers?
This is how the dog
asks questions
and I do not reply.
Pablo Neruda, Ode to the Dog
Mary
Oh Susan and Jim -- been reading your blog. So so sorry about your beloved Basel. My Lyta is a RottyX and I know how beloved our Rottybabes are. Kind Regards, Melissa, SIOz
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