Patience, at Patience-please, has posted about Giacomino. Giacomino is a 14-year old whippet that she calls "very old dog". My Carson is also 14, and is also, a very old dog.
I laugh, and I tell my ex, who has custody, to pay special attention to this and that. It doesn't matter what food you are feeding, I tell him. If Carson likes it, and eats well, then we are good. If Carson is struggling with his joints, I say that the unusually wet August may be bothering him.
I first met Patience at the AWC National in Pittsburgh. Patience was dealing with an injured whippet, Fat Charlie, who at that National suffered a similar injury to my Kevyn-whippet. Fat Charlie survived. Kevyn did not. Neither my ex or I forget that loss.
But Carson is our first whippet, and even if he does not live with me, I am not ready to say good-bye. And I am not ready for Patience's post. I do not have that ability, to state so poignantly the reality of saying good-bye to a "very old dog".
I applaud Patience in these moments. She speaks for us all.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
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1 comment:
Thanks...
I re-read the first 40 pages of my novel in progress today, and I think they S.T.I.N.K. peeee-yooooie. Oh I am just a tad depresses. So this was comforting.
But the first 40 pages still ST.INK.
wah-
P (who is insane for thinking she could write a freaking novel)
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