Shared Journey with your Love Ones Pets Family Story ——- July 12 1998
” Greta “
Greta was my big goofy baby. Also my pride and joy.
Being a fawn doberman she was gorgeous forever stumping people as to what
kind of dog she was. Often she was referred to a Greyhound or a Weimaraner.
To me it would never matter what she was because it was her personality
that was the most radiant about her. She wasn’t just a sweet face she
was a sweetheart. Everyone adored her and it was easy to understand why.
Being very charismatic she just had that way about her. Whenever she’d
want out of her crate or to come inside the house she would “hoot hoot,”
and continue until we came to her need. I never heard such a thing come
from a dog an owl maybe ! That’s just one example of how amazing she was.
I will never forget the night she saved my life. It was late at night
and I had fallen asleep on the living room couch Greta was asleep in
the other room. The next thing I know I hear glass breaking and Greta’s
barking at the front door. Apparently someone had been trying to break
in and if it hadn’t been for Greta’s rescue who knows what would have
happened. I was so shocked because it was the first time she showed her
protectiveness for me. I owed her my life.
We had this special wonder from 8 weeks old to a year and a half. By
that point we had a horrible dilemma that no dog owner ever wants to
endure. Greta was growing bigger and stronger. Always full of energy
she never could sit still. No amount of exercise could wear her out. So
the question was : What should we do ? After much deliberation and
through a few tears the decision was made. We decided to find her a new
home for her with room to roam and more time for her energetic soul.
It wasn’t long before someone came to see her. They fell in love with
her instantly which was no surprise. They were a very nice couple with a
teenage boy other animals and they lived out of the city !
As much as I didn’t want to admit it it was a great home for her.
I held back my tears I just wanted to be strong. I tried to give her a
hug and a big kiss good-bye but she was much to excited with all the new
faces around her. I said,” Greta I wish you knew what was going on.”
Those were my last words to her. Off they went into the wintery night
and out came my tears. I was hysterical. I felt as if a whole part of
myself was being ripped away from me. I couldn’t stand the fact that she
was with someone else. How could we take her from her comfortable and
familiar home and put her in a strange environment?
What would I do with out her? She was my life. I felt total regret.
Sweet Greta. I would never see the excitement in her eyes when she was
ready to play. Oh how she loved to play. I would miss her “hoot hoots”
and the way she would jump to get a toy from my raised hand. And her
long stretches every morning noon and night.
Everything about her was special.
Now she’d be sharing herself with her new humans.
I prayed to God she didn’t have the ability to feel sad or confused
about this. I didn’t want her to feel any hurt because the hurt I was
feeling was unbearable. I just wanted God to let her be happy and
to let her know I loved her.
I still cry to this day. It’s amazing the things you can take for granted.
I will never forget her and I don’t know when the pain of losing her will subside.
I’ll never stop loving Greta and will always remember her part in our lives.
This may be a simple story but to me it has been a lesson in love and
has taught me to cherish every moment of every day that I have with my pets.
I am in a better situation today than I was when I had to part
with Greta and I wish like heck that I could have her back in my life !
Take a minute and hug your pet let them know you love them every second you can.
No matter what a pets’ future holds I believe they will always remember the
love that was given to them and they will always love back unconditionally.
And that is a beautiful thing !
Heather Smith