Ive been incredibly blessed to have had the most kindest, sweetest, loving baby furgirl in my life for just shy of 15 years. I couldn’t have wished for a better best fur kid.
It’s been a while since I last visited this site to post, purely because it’s been a tough journey without my fur baby around. The thought of putting pen to paper or typing that Sandy sadly lost her battle to yet another cancer striking, having fought so many others off, it brought me to tears!
She was the most resilient and strongest pooch who taught me how to be strong through thick and thin…but what no one can teach you is how to be strong without our best friends there beside us to lay their heads on our laps as we cry and lick those salty tears away.
Loosing Sandy, I lost a piece of heart which went with her. The hole that lays is that of her and her brothers I lost to cancer as well before Sandy’s first cancer struck. They didn’t deserve to be taken and put through the pain that cancer caused. They were sweet, loving, loyal fur babies…they were my world.
Every day I shed a tear of sadness as I miss them so much. Every day I smile as the memories left with me can never be taken. Cancer will never win that battle.
If I could have one wish, it’d be that they would live forever with me. I know that they’re there with me, sometimes I hear claws on the laminate. When I feel lost I hold their pictures close, close my eyes and picture the happy times we were so blessed to have shared together. But the pain doesn’t go, it never will.
I miss having my warrior beside me. I know she is whole again as heaven heals the kindest dogs. I know she will be waiting for me at rainbow bridge with her brother who will be protecting her until we meet again.
I cannot help but sit & think how its odd how life throws itself at us…I believe that Sandy was sent to me to help me face difficult times ahead…To prepare me for life’s cruel wicked twists as since Sandy lost her leg & passed away, my mum became an amputee. I was stronger to deal with this as Sandy had taught me to be strong, but I still need those silky ears to tenderly kiss and stroke to know all will be ok.
A smell will pass me by & I pause, it takes me right back to the smell of her wet fur on a rainy walk, or her clean blankets she’s rolled about in…all small signs she’s with me and is sending reminders I’m not alone. I am blessed. Blessed with the chance to have had the best two loyal and loving dogs in my life.
Love every day, live every day & be more dog every day!
