Our sweet little mutt came to live with us from the
adopt-a-pet through Petsmart.
When we brought him home he was very afraid of men
because his former owner beat him.
His hair was so bristly and ugly but that made him precious to us.
It wasn’t long before he worked his way into my
husband Jerry’s heart.
Last Sunday my neighbor called and said her son
had seen an animal out on the street.
“Was Boudreaux ok?” I said sure he was with us all day outside.
We were building a chicken coop. Then I hung up and started
calling for him. Called upstairs to see if he was with Jer.
Then my heart sank. I grabbed my daughter’s bike
and went lickety-split down the road.
I knew in an instant when I saw his little body.
I threw down the bike sat on the curb and bawled.
Little did I know that I was sitting in front of a vet’s office.
It was the early evening and they were closed but inside
a young man was painting and came out to comfort me.
I sobbed that my little Boudreaux had been hit by a car.
He quickly went across the street to check on him.
I knew that he was dead.
Then the young man came back and got a bag and
went across to get him. As he picked up his lifeless body
I felt his spirit fly.
Just then Jerry drove up in the pick-up.
The man placed him in the back and we just stood in the
parking lot. I’ve never seen a grown man cry the way he
did-and does still. Boudreaux was with us just over a year,
but in that time he became my daughter’s best friend,
my husband’s faithful companion and my baby.
Just that Sunday morning before it happened the minister asked
what kinds of topics we would like covered in future sermons.
Mine was “What happens to animal’s souls after they are gone?”
I think it was God’s way of preparing me for this tragic event.
I suffer from chronic pain from a broken neck and Boudreaux
would always sense when I needed a little extra love.
Today I am going to try to adopt another animal because
that’s what my little buddy would want.
Think I’ll start a little memory book for him.
We took lots of pictures of him just the day before.
I keep looking for him to come around the corner.
He is with the angels now…he was certainly mine
here on earth.
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