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A Shout Out to Great Parenting Under Pressure

I need to send praise and support where it is due.  When I heard this story, I was humbled by the grace under trying circumstances that forced my sister’s family to a hard decision.

My sister had a dog named Emma, who was one of the most beautiful animals I’ve ever had sit on my lap.  Emma was a Vizsla.  Last summer, she got an infection and after much difficulty and anguish, my sister let the vet take Emma’s eye out.  There was always a chance that she’d have more problems but Emma transitioned into a pirate dog quite nicely.  A few weeks ago, Emma started to show symptoms that she was having difficulty with her good eye.  Trips to the vet led to arguments between my sister and Emma’s doctor about what was going on.  Until one night Emma lost her vision totally.  My sister and her husband gave the dog the dose of emergency drugs that had been kept on hand for just this eventuality and in the morning, Emma could see again.  That day, the vet was no longer doubting.  My sister was told she needed to prepare for the fact that the dog was going to lose her remaining eye, if not now then in the very near future.  Tough decisions needed to be made.

So my sister bundled Emma into the car and got her family together at home.  She has 2 kids, aged 12 and 8 respectively.  They had a long, tearful conversation about what would be best for Emma.  They talked about how hard life would be for her to be blind and about how they would care for her.  They explored how they felt about losing a beloved companion and about fairness and quality of life.  As a family, they made the heart wrenching decision that comes to every pet owner at sometime.  They decided that it was time to say goodbye to Emma.

The kids got to say their goodbyes at home and my sister and her husband took the dog back to the vet.  My sister laid down with her Emma and held her until she was gone.  And then they went home alone.

I want to reach out with this post and say how much I admire not just my sister’s courage to make such a hard decision.  But, I admire that she took the time to help her family come to the decision as a group and I admire the grace that led them to ultimately decide to be unselfish… to have the empathy to know that their sadness and grief was small beside the suffering poor Emma would go  through blind.

This post is my bear hug to them.

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Saving Bunnies

While Maya and I had breakfast this morning, we were interrupted by the screaming of an animal in agony.  Leaping up and racing out to the back patio, we saw Riley with a baby bunny in his mouth.  To be specific, Riley had the poor lapine by the nuts.  It was dangling head down from his jaws with both back legs sticking up on either side of his head screaming like the damned.  I was so proud of Maya, she didn’t freak out or go crazy.  She just stared at natural selection going on 3 feet in front of her.  On the other hand, I lurched out the door in my underwear to chase the freakin’ cat and save poor Thumper.  Riley immediately realized that his triumph was about to be taken from him.  He bolted.  I directed Maya to circle around and cut off his escape route.  She bravely assisted in cornering the carnivorous cat and I was able to grab him and begin applying the jaws of life to his teeth.  I was relieved to see poor little Thumper race from the yard, under the fence and as far as I can figure, over the US border.  It was only then that Maya started to cry.  “Don’t worry, love.”  I said. “You were a hero.  We saved that bunny’s life.”

Later on the way to work, I thought, “Shit, I should have taken a picture first.”  But then I realized what an asshole that would make me and was pleased that I had no photo to offer on this post.