Sunday, 15 April 2012

A mini jaunt

A short trip away with dogs tends to take a fair amount of planning at the best of times and when those dogs are in their twilight years sometimes a little more planning is needed if only to make you have all the necessary meds required. Then its remembering all their food, bowls, beds, leads and collars. How many of us remember to have a emergency vets number or your vets number handy in case anything happens and you need to pass on details of your little treasures foibles? Many do but where to start how to find out?

So you've packed everything up and remembered to not leave the dog behind of course ( as if they'd let you) and the excitement begins.

Only what happens when the excitement turns to unease when you realise one of your little treasures isn't well. The unease grows to panic and dread.

This time everything was in place, the caravan site was a dog friendly place and they had the emergencies vets number 24 hour cover. A good forty minutes drive and the worst possible news. The long drive back to your little treasure waiting patiently for his little mate to come back to continue on the little holiday jaunt. A little reunion that doesn't happen.

The next morning comes and the first solo walk happens, past the two little working cockers in the caravan next door, past the barking westie and you dread bumping into someone in case they ask. You don't want to hurry your little treasure and it isn't just the cold wind that makes your eyes sting.

When you get back and dry his feet you notice a card. A sympathy card.

A day old friendship, unknown and unseen. Born from mutual appreciation and love. A card to say sorry that you lost your little treasure.

A simple good morning, what is your lovely dog called and watching from the caravan window you entered a little club…where people understand a little of your life, share a common thread and of course a common dread. The empathy when you lose one and the knowledge and relief they weren't the ones suffering this time yet that time will come and everyone knows it.

The mini break is coming to an end and you have that journey home, a sad return where reality has changed and coming home brings that in sharper detail yet you have to remember you aren't alone. For everyone who could never know there are as many who do.

You aren't the only one missing that little treasure, she touched so many people whilst marching along living her wonderful life….even just a day old friendship you never knew you had.

To the couple who shared their sympathy to that lovely couple who lost their little treasure thank you.

There is always good out there if you want to see it.

Don't forget to hug your little treasure you never know when you will have another.

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