One of the hardest things to do is to say goodbye to a pet. Sparky was the cutest dog in the pound. He resembled Benjy, the famous dog actor. He was about a year and a half, maybe two years old, and his
adorableness caught my eye the minute I saw him. Why would anyone give this dog up was the first question that ran through my mind. Maybe his owner died or something. Anyway, my daughter Sydni and I were at the pound to pick out a dog for her daughter Flower. It was her 9th Birthday and it was time for her to have her very own dog. “This is the one”, I shouted. When we got him home and found out that Sparky enjoyed peeing on the walls, we knew what he was doing in the pound. After a few years of being loved Sparky decided the floor was a better place to pee, and after a few more years he discovered that peeing outside would make us all happier.
That was fifteen years ago and now Sparky, seventeen or eighteen years old, has seen better days. One of the hardest things to do is to say goodbye to a pet that has been with you for that long. He’s been part of the family in so many ways. He’s been camping with us, swimming with us, hiking, been at all the family parties and has been the love of Flower’s and the family lives for all of those years. Now he has dementia and spends his days walking in circles, crying because he doesn’t know where he is. He’s blind and deaf and can’t hold his urine. The vet said the best thing is to put him out of his misery, something that is too sad for my daughter or anyone else in her family to do. I volunteered. I picked him in and I will take him out. My heart is heavy but I know he will be happier being out of his misery. So, farewell Sparky you’ve brought a lot of love to us all, and we loved you as part of the family all these years.