The Mystery- Dealing with Grief
The Mystery
By Lin Neiswender
You were the cutest thing
So happy with a simple toy like green grass
A carpet to comfort your feet
Leaves blowing down sidewalks
Yours to track by scratchy sound
When wind blew stone-cold
Sharing a snack with the rest of the pack
Barking fiercely while picking goodies
from kitchen trash bin with no one home
Quick to guard me like a Rottweiler
But actually just a Shetland Sheep dog
Who then dashes behind me for protection
Mysterious fur shiny white, gray, black and silver
White lion’s mane, stripes on face, back, chest, feathers on legs
He could have been a show dog if he was a little shorter
You are a shy but beautiful boy
But I know that someday
We will meet again, all of us,
Humans and dogs and cats and everyone
As we dance our way
I had to put my sweet Sheltie Smokey to sleep last Saturday.When I saw the suffering in his eyes and it seemed to say Mom, please do something for me. So I did the right thing and had him put to sleep. Cancer has taken another of my sweet dogs. I’m across the Rainbow Bridge still expecting to see him when I first come in. When thoughts come like that, I know I can find comfort about my decision. He is out of pain. What a good dog he was. So now life goes on with me and the cat.
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