The circle of life
The circle of life reared its sad and happy face in my family recently. Our much-loved little old dog quite suddenly went into heart failure and died. She had a failing heart and had been on medication but it didn’t seem to slow her down at all.
Only a few days beforehand she and the other dog were playing chasey and I felt she could live forever.
She had a wonderful last supper of leftovers which she gorged on, and I think that might have been the small thing that tipped the heart beyond what it could cope with — or it may well have happened anyway.
It was an emotional burial, but she lives on in all the photos and videos that keep coming up on the computer screen saver, showing her very much a part of those family moments.
Our other dog, Rascal, found himself alone. He spent the week mostly in bed.
We’ve always had two dogs, so the search began.
Rascal would more likely accept a puppy, since he isn’t overly fond of other dogs — having been attacked three times. What breed of dog does a vet choose? The Shepparton Animal Shelter has always been our Årst port of call and over the years we have obtained three lovely mixed breed dogs that have turned out as special as any purebred. A good dog is a good dog. Unfortunately, luck was not with us this time; the shelter did not have any dogs for re-housing, so we had to look elsewhere.
I am a big fan of the ‘shelter special’ as they are often desperate for a home and have hybrid vigour.
We also considered a Greyhound Adoption Program dog as they are always good dogs — but again, it was more risky introducing an adult dog, and the program doesn’t have puppies.
The happy face of the circle of life is the eager-beaver puppy we found.
We chose a pointer cross and hope she has a good, healthy and long life ahead of her.
I don’t see many pointers with chronic diseases such as skin allergies or premature arthritis, so hopefully she stays well.
The playfulness and inquisitiveness of a pup is endearing, and Rascal is slowly coming around to the new addition and has made a few attempts to be nice.
The outside area is very tidy for once; because everything is picked up and mouthed by the puppy, if one does not want it chewed it must be put away.
No doubt she will destroy some of the garden sprinklers, chew some of the plants and get into trouble — but they grow up quickly and it won’t last long.
We have to change her microchip details, get more vaccinations and a heartworm injection, do puppy school, de-worm and de-A-Eea her and that is all in the next few weeks.
The joys of pet ownership far outweigh the heartache that comes inevitably, and we keep our Ångers crossed for a good life for her, as a loyal companion for Rascal and another happy, smiley face to welcome us home every day, who never complains and is always a joy to be with.