So it's been months now since I lost my first rescue, devastating me. Here it is Good Friday, before Easter and I happen to be off from work. I decide to take a random ride over to Plainfield Humane Society just to see. Little did I know I was about to meet the next special rescue to come into my life, making me laugh and smile again.
I went in with open intensions, no breed or age mattered, I just wanted to see if I could give the next one a home. I walked up and down those aisles of the shelter, painfully looking at all the dogs I couldn't help, as I couldn't take them all. The only "requirement" if you call it that was I needed a dog that could co-exist with other dogs, someone that was used to dogs. This way if I went somewhere I could take them and have them be comfortable in the situation. Most of the dogs unfortunately couldn't co-exist. As I was about to turn around and walk out, one of the volunteers said "what about thunder" I said "who's thunder?"
Thunder is this high energetic pit bull mix around 1 1/2 -2. So I went out back and there he was! Jumping up and down in the kennel so excited to see people. I instantly fell in love with him and wanted to know more. The volunteer let him out and thunder just jumped all over me giving kisses and hugs. I knew in that moment he was going to be my next special one I take him, Mason my first rescue had sent me another earth angel, while he watches over me.
It's been 5 months today and he's just everything from adorable, loyal, hilarious, silly and so much more! You never know when it is the right time to rescue again after loosing a family member, but I am sure glad I walked into that shelter on GOOD FRIDAY, as what a Good Friday it was.
*Side note- Thunder's name was changed to Meiko (meaning brave and strong) I wanted him to have a new name to go along with his new happy life.
xoxo,
DOGOBSESSED
Thursday, October 3, 2019
Tuesday, February 26, 2019
The one that took him
It was January 13th and all was well on a Sunday morning, or so it seemed. As the morning passed Mason started to pant heavily, become very weak and collapsing over. Fast forward 10 minutes, he was gone. Just like that over the rainbow bridge. As I fell to the ground crying hysterically, screaming calling his name I just wasn't quite sure what just happened. My 13 year old that had remarkable blood work, was healthy in person and on paper just suddenly passed away with no warning. The one that had energy, was eating and drinking and acting normal. Thank god, I was home, we were together. He had special people with him, holding him. As he was wrapped in a blanket and driven down to a well known vet, I'm frozen, I'm destroyed, wondering why, what and how come. I don't get it. He was 13, healthy and I thought we would have some more years together.
Leaving me unexpectedly, I wanted answers and needed closure. Enter- veterinarian services of cremation and necropy's. A necropy is basically a autopsy for an animal. So this is how I proceeded, as I crumbled and listened to the process of my next point in my life. It took about a week or so to get the results and about two weeks to get his ashes and bring him back home where he belonged.
A week later, here is where I learn about Hemangiosarcoma. A cancerous mass on the spleen undetected by blood work, with no known Symptoms, causes or warnings. This whole time, for apparently a month he had it, if not 2-3 months. My happy, healthy boy. Unfortunately, if you are not aware or know much about it, it comes on suddenly and the prognosis is grave. We don't have many options and the options we do have doesn't stop it or change the final outcome. My heart was stunted, feeling shocked, lost, but at peace a tiny bit knowing now what happened to my best fur friend, Mason.
As the weeks past by life at home is very different. Walking through the door, not having that family member greeting you and everything else around you change. For anyone that has lost a pet you know, or has a pet, I encourage you to spend as much time with them as I did. Give them your all, as one day expected or unexpected just like that, that bark, that tail wag is no longer and it is heartbreaking.
We know that all dogs go to heaven, they don't live forever and I imagine the expected is just as difficult as the unexpected but the unexpected just takes your breath away, knocks you off your feet and crushes you.
To end this post on a more upbeat tone as Mason would want, I imagine him now smiling, rolling around in lush grass and playing all day long up over the rainbow bridge.
Forever and not forgotten Mason.
XOXO
DOGOBSESSED
Leaving me unexpectedly, I wanted answers and needed closure. Enter- veterinarian services of cremation and necropy's. A necropy is basically a autopsy for an animal. So this is how I proceeded, as I crumbled and listened to the process of my next point in my life. It took about a week or so to get the results and about two weeks to get his ashes and bring him back home where he belonged.
A week later, here is where I learn about Hemangiosarcoma. A cancerous mass on the spleen undetected by blood work, with no known Symptoms, causes or warnings. This whole time, for apparently a month he had it, if not 2-3 months. My happy, healthy boy. Unfortunately, if you are not aware or know much about it, it comes on suddenly and the prognosis is grave. We don't have many options and the options we do have doesn't stop it or change the final outcome. My heart was stunted, feeling shocked, lost, but at peace a tiny bit knowing now what happened to my best fur friend, Mason.
As the weeks past by life at home is very different. Walking through the door, not having that family member greeting you and everything else around you change. For anyone that has lost a pet you know, or has a pet, I encourage you to spend as much time with them as I did. Give them your all, as one day expected or unexpected just like that, that bark, that tail wag is no longer and it is heartbreaking.
We know that all dogs go to heaven, they don't live forever and I imagine the expected is just as difficult as the unexpected but the unexpected just takes your breath away, knocks you off your feet and crushes you.
To end this post on a more upbeat tone as Mason would want, I imagine him now smiling, rolling around in lush grass and playing all day long up over the rainbow bridge.
Forever and not forgotten Mason.
XOXO
DOGOBSESSED
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