I debated this one... Many of you know the dog that is in the picture on my blog. Some do not. Those who do not will only know the pictures.
I really wanted to share this. In my head it makes sense, but if you have read any of my other stuff you know that what's in my head isn't always quite right.
I had to sit down and write this. A lot of you know the therapy that comes with writing. I guess that's what this whole blog is about.
A year ago something happened that I still haven't quite gotten over. So here it is... This was pretty much free flow with no corrections, so please go easy on the critique. Also, please review my request afterward...
there is a dark spot on Anderson
there is a stain that won't go away
a dim reminder of a cold December day
I could have had some patience
I could have had restraint
but all I could think about was sitting down to my plate.
I opened the door and out she ran
she just couldn't wait
do you blame her, it had been all day
I enjoyed the house of mouse
after working hours away
If I knew what was to come, I would have changed my way.
I yelled and cursed her as she ran away
I didn't care at that point it had been like that every day
I sat down my food and heard her barking
I felt something just wasn't right
I ran out the door and called for her
and then felt the coldness of the night.
There she was across the street
barking at the neighbor
I was angry with her, this was not the way she was supposed to act
my dogs were always obnoxious
I swore that would change
little did I know it would
As soon as I yelled for her I saw out the corner of my eye
It was coming, it wouldn't see her
Certainly she would run full speed
she always ran fast when I called
I saw the distance closing in
I knew right then it was too late.
I couldn’t do anything
as your backside continued to run
Your face showed an expression
It was too late, I knew it was done.
Big dog tried to protect you as the neighbor walked up to see what was wrong
But I cursed her too and fell to the ground clutching her collar.
I sat with you on the side of my van and talked to you and tried to tell you I was sorry
I cried, I wept, I frowned
I felt the soft hair of your ears
And remembered them when they flopped when you were young
The time came, it was time to go
I drove you to your last destination, and walked you through the doors
They were expecting us, there wasn’t much commotion
They gave me a moment with you and I said my good byes
I had to fill out the forms, and it had been a long time since I wrote your name
Piper Mexican Sun goddess of all Chihuahuas
You had the last laugh, as the nurse came back through the door
“She has a faint heartbeat”
One year later, my heart still has a part missing
Goodbye Piper…
I really wanted to share this. In my head it makes sense, but if you have read any of my other stuff you know that what's in my head isn't always quite right.
I had to sit down and write this. A lot of you know the therapy that comes with writing. I guess that's what this whole blog is about.
A year ago something happened that I still haven't quite gotten over. So here it is... This was pretty much free flow with no corrections, so please go easy on the critique. Also, please review my request afterward...
there is a dark spot on Anderson
there is a stain that won't go away
a dim reminder of a cold December day
I could have had some patience
I could have had restraint
but all I could think about was sitting down to my plate.
I opened the door and out she ran
she just couldn't wait
do you blame her, it had been all day
I enjoyed the house of mouse
after working hours away
If I knew what was to come, I would have changed my way.
I yelled and cursed her as she ran away
I didn't care at that point it had been like that every day
I sat down my food and heard her barking
I felt something just wasn't right
I ran out the door and called for her
and then felt the coldness of the night.
There she was across the street
barking at the neighbor
I was angry with her, this was not the way she was supposed to act
my dogs were always obnoxious
I swore that would change
little did I know it would
As soon as I yelled for her I saw out the corner of my eye
It was coming, it wouldn't see her
Certainly she would run full speed
she always ran fast when I called
I saw the distance closing in
I knew right then it was too late.
I couldn’t do anything
as your backside continued to run
Your face showed an expression
It was too late, I knew it was done.
Big dog tried to protect you as the neighbor walked up to see what was wrong
But I cursed her too and fell to the ground clutching her collar.
I sat with you on the side of my van and talked to you and tried to tell you I was sorry
I cried, I wept, I frowned
I felt the soft hair of your ears
And remembered them when they flopped when you were young
The time came, it was time to go
I drove you to your last destination, and walked you through the doors
They were expecting us, there wasn’t much commotion
They gave me a moment with you and I said my good byes
I had to fill out the forms, and it had been a long time since I wrote your name
Piper Mexican Sun goddess of all Chihuahuas
You had the last laugh, as the nurse came back through the door
“She has a faint heartbeat”
One year later, my heart still has a part missing
Goodbye Piper…
This picture is probably the last picture I ever took of her.
So here is what I want to know... Do you have a pet in your life that you really miss, or am I the only one with this issue...? I mean, its just a dog right?
