My wonderful last guide dog Gia would have been 12 today. I am writing this with a tiny black lab snoring at my feet. My Gia was with me for over nine years. She worked for almost exactly nine years and was retired with me for about six months before cancer took her from us. She was solid as a rock as a worker. Kind and calm. She loved carrots and stuffed squeaky ducks. She shreded kleenex and offered a paw regularly. She loved to swim. She worked beautifully even after I wrecked my knee and got arthritis. She had a calm serene spirit. In retirement, she loved to play with Tulia and go for walks with us letting Tulia do the work. I would find them sometimes all curled up on one doggy bed. They kissed each other at the end. Thanks Gia wherever you are for a wonderful life together. Hope you are enjoying a carrot cake.
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This is the one bit I'm scared to face and I know it will come and is a part of being a guide dog owner, but I think even though the bond between owner and pet is a strong one, the bond between guide dog owner and guide dog is an even tighter one and when it's broken.. I just can't bare to think about it. Ellie and I are in our 2nd year of working together and I hope to keep her in retirement too.
ReplyDeleteEllie loves cheese and licking my ears, she likes to hold paws and warm my feet up :) best thing in my life.