Peggy Love

They ask for so little!

That sub-heading was inspired by a comment left by Barb, author of the blog Passionate About Pets, in response to Maria Matthews’ story on Monday. This is what Barb wrote (my emphasis):

I loved Maria’s story, very uplifting and special. I can’t imagine my life without a dog, they give us so much and ask for little in return, just to be loved and cared for.

Yesterday, I mentioned that as well as Maria’s guest post there would be another today.  In fact, the guest post will be in two parts. That guest is Peter Sonne.

Today, I am going to focus on the email that Peter sent to me and then on Thursday I will publish the article that accompanied Peter’s email. Peter also included pictures of Peggy that will be shared with you both today and tomorrow. So here’s Peter’s email:

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IMG_2653Hello Paul, I hope you all have been well.

I wanted to send you this little write-up and photos that Leslie put together for our little cattle dog, Peggy.

We had to let her go about a week ago. We had sent this out to all our animal friends and I thought of you as I have started to read your book. It is giving me a good deal of comfort, for I can relate to most everything. This one has been particularly hard on me.

Peggy was with me most everyday, and went just about everywhere with us. I think what stands out in my thoughts is that we know the first half of her life was pretty much a nightmare all around. When she was rescued, most of her hair was gone, her skin was in terrible shape, her teeth the same, etc. We quickly found that loud noises would send her running and she was a grubber for sure; food was her top priority, even up to the end.

IMG_2655I could see in her eyes when we first met her that she still had a spark, a desire if you will, to be a ‘good’ part of something; a pack.

She took to us, and to me right off she sensed a good change for her. Up until the end, however, when I would reach over to her to put my hand on her, she would always, always have a slight flinch – but followed through the connection.

I would catch her just staring at me many times while in the truck or in the house, just relaxing. You know, as I have mentioned to people before, if its dogs, cats, horses or what ever, if one takes that extra second to pay attention, to look at what’s happening when these beings see you each time, it’s really amazing. They do recognize you, and if one always tries to make that connection a positive one, that reward of seeing the reaction between that animal and you, time after time, can be extremely fulfilling for both, and that bond grows.

I think I felt more protective over her than all the others. That alone is a strong statement from PS8me, as I have loved all those so dearly that have blessed us, by allowing us to be a part of their pack. Leslie was speaking with our cancer vet, whom we have worked with many times before, and mentioned this never gets easier only harder it seems.

Our vet said that is true and more so for us as we always have 3 to 5 dogs, and the odds of dealing with this loss are much, much higher for us. Most families have maybe 1 dog for 10 or so years and then something happens, and it’s time to let them go.

So with us, and others who always have multiple dogs, the need to deal with sickness and that final decision to let them go is greatly increased. It makes sense, but it is still very hard to deal with.

Didn’t mean to ramble, but it seems to help a little. Thanks again for writing that book! It helps as well.

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All dogs respond to our love and affection as does almost every species of warm-blooded animal, and a fair few humans as well!

But those dogs that are rescued truly appear to find a joyfulness, call it an inner happiness, that is just a tad richer than with dogs that were born straight into loving families.

Impossible to prove; just my ‘pet’ theory!

Come back tomorrow and read Leslie’s story.

 

16 thoughts on “Peggy Love

  1. Oh my I am crying as I read about Peggy. What a lucky dog and the folks that rescued her. Cattle dogs become attached to one special person in the family. This is from my own personal experience.

    I am also crying because I just got a text from daughter in Austin that my sweet Nellie cat (17years old) had gone peacefully after Lisa euthanized her. It seems that the big “C” is taking our pets more than any other disease. I extend my sympathy to Peter Sonne and his wife. As he wrote, pet loss should get easier but it seems to get harder. I have a pack of dogs as well and I dread the day when I must tell another one goodbye.

    1. Just keep telling your beloved dogs what a difference you have made to their lives. Tell them every day. And reflect of the ultimate lesson of all that we learn from our dogs: to each and every one of us will come the day when our life is extinguished. Hopefully, naturally in the arms of someone who loves us but not for all humans nor for all our pets. Pass on my thoughts and shared grief to your daughter. Thank you.

  2. We, too have a cattle dog. I think I told you about her, Paul – our Lucy. Found her by the side of the road with a broken back. Massaged her back to health with good vet care. She is a total love. And I do not look forward to her final days. They seem distant at this point, but one never knows. She didn’t have the best start in life and had clearly been badly abused. So we go with each day and mourn their passing. I always find letting our dogs go harder than letting humans pass on. Time does heal, but we keep our memories. Aloha.

  3. Happy to know that I inspired you with my comment Paul.
    Peter is right – it seems to get harder to lose one of our four legged companions the older we get. Peggy had a bad start to life before Peter rescued her and he gave her the best life she’d ever had. I agree with you when you said “dogs that are rescued truly appear to find a joyfulness, call it an inner happiness, that is just a tad richer than with dogs that were born straight into loving families”. My friend has a rescue dog just like that, after an abysmal start to her life. Please pass on my sympathies to Peter and his wife on the lost of their sweet Peggy.
    I am feeling a bit teary lately because Poppy, our little Shih-Tzu, who has just gone 17, is deaf and almost blind, arthritic hips and very unsteady on her feet but she plods on. My heart is heavy because the inevitable is not foo far away I fear. We console and get great comfort from each other because of our love for our animals; that is why your blog is very special to all of us.

    1. Barb, yes our Pharaoh is getting very weak in his rear hips yet plods on as well. But Barb I must say that this blog is only what it is because you, and so many others, have favored me with your kindness and support. All under the umbrella of what we can learn from our wonderful dogs.
      I will ensure that Peter and Leslie get to see your kind thoughts.

  4. This October will mark the 2nd year that we had to say goodbye to our beloved American Bulldog, Abby. We still miss her with each passing moment. I understand what Peter is going through. I am looking forward to his post. Thank you, Paul.

  5. Paul knew as soon as read the first paragraph this would have the tears flowing.. Now to read the follow up.. thank you for the direction here before I read the second follow up post.. xx

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