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My dog day of summer. My Choice. In Honor of Buddy.

 

 

 Saying Goodbye:

Last night our lovely dog Buddy lay in the living room floor and wailed in pain. He was reacting to my daughters' sympathetic, melodic voice. He had been so brave and was always a talker. My husband would pull out the bag of dog food each evening and Buddy would begin his song of "Ri Ruv Roo" with distinguishable syllables. His tail would rotate full circle and his smile with his impressive white teeth would mouth, "hurry up and feed me" while doing his Labrador dance. Buddy was a drop off. An unwanted drop off. But, after two attempts at giving him away he was brought back for the final time and we decided he could stay. We already had Sadie, our very large Rottweiler, and Jill, our needy Australian Shephard.  We soon lost Sadie and Buddy stepped right into the role of taking care of Jill.  He became a part of our family.  We spent the evening saying goodbye.

This morning:

My husband, a devoted man to his family and also a Realtor accepted the responsibility of handling our loss. This entailed kissing me goodbye and helping me wipe away the tears, giving Buddy as much reassurance and love as he could and taking him to the Doctor to say Goodbye. This was more than I could deal with he told me, and he was right.  He took care of all the details including the grave and it was just he and Jill.

The day:

I woke up and went to work like any other day. Except for the pain I was carrying. I found myself much more cognizant when I was handling customers and clients. I found myself driving around the lake for showings and I felt as if I were in a fog. I turned down a Farm To Market road with clients following me to see a house and ended up at the end of a road that dead-ended right in the lake. Oops. I was driving in circles trying to look like I knew what I was doing. I picked up the phone and called the Sellers agent to tell her I had taken a wrong turn. I told her I was all messed up with so much in my heart and head and this is what she said. "No one expects us Realtors to have a life".  Up to that point I was accepting sympathy. When she said that I felt defensive. I was enjoying the folks behind me. I felt better when we were talking about the houses and the lake and so forth. I felt like I was doing what I wanted to do and not what I had to do. My head cleared for the sake of my clients and I forged right on ahead.

My revelation:

My husband and I use to get a kick out of the pictures of Realtors and their dogs!! Jill is alone now. What are we going to do? We don't want to get another companion for her. I don't think I want to love and lose more dogs! So, soon Jill will be going to the office with one or the other of us. And, as I think about it, you may be seeing Jill in the picture with us too! Our family grows smaller yet stronger. We are proud to be Realtors!

NEVER LET THE SUN SET WITHOUT SAYING, "I LOVE YOU". IT COULD BE THE LAST OPPORTUNITY YOU WILL HAVE.

 

 

 

 

 

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Comment balloon 8 commentsDeb Brooks • August 18 2007 11:01PM

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I knew I should not have read this, how sad. We have 5 cats and never bought any of them. I must have a catlight over my home that say's to them, "come on in, this place is great."

Our oldest and my wife's best buddy Champ, is not doing all that well. He must be about 17 we figure and that is old for a cat. I do not look forward to taking him for his last drive but I guess life goes on....I know my wife will not be able to make the drive with me. (She does not know I love the guy as much as she does!) I pick him up and stroke him every day and night because it might be the last time. You hang in there, Debra. Regards, DavidC 

Champ and Brutus!

Posted by David M. Childress, I would love to be your Realtor® in Akron Ohio! (Howard Hanna Real Estate Services) about 11 years ago


Thank you David. Animals know good homes and good people. You sound like a great pet dad. You hang in there too! Debra

Posted by Deb Brooks (Brooks Prime Properties Wichita Falls Texas) about 11 years ago

Debra,

I am so sorry on your loss, but do understand what you mean about helping your clients making you feel better.

Sheri Sanders

Posted by Sheri Sanders, Realtor/Broker - Easley, SC Real Estate (Berkshire Hathaway C Dan Joyner Realtors) about 11 years ago
So sorry Debra for the loss of Buddy, we lost one too several years ago and it was like losing a member of the family...my husband and I held each other and cried.  Someone else on AR lost their dog yesterday too, I can't remember her name, I'll bookmark this and when I remember it I will put it in a comment.
Posted by Mary Warren about 11 years ago

Mary, It is like losing a family member. I see him everywhere I look but can't touch! I will remember his smile and positive nature. Thank you for the bookmark! Debra

Posted by Deb Brooks (Brooks Prime Properties Wichita Falls Texas) about 11 years ago
Debra, read this blog Saying Good-Bye to Casanova!  She lost her baby yesterday too.
Posted by Mary Warren about 11 years ago
Wow the poem is terrific. It is amazing how they become so much a part of our lives. They are no longer in pain. We will see them again. Thank you for the directive, Mary. It helped...you helped too. Debra
Posted by Deb Brooks (Brooks Prime Properties Wichita Falls Texas) about 11 years ago
Everyone should read this from Mary Warren. Saying Good-Bye to Casanova! Look above and click the link. I was just thinking of Buddy today and I miss him so much. Don't forget to tell your little ones you love them! Deb
Posted by Deb Brooks (Brooks Prime Properties Wichita Falls Texas) over 10 years ago

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