For those who have been
reading my blog regularly you may recall in June 2010 when I wrote Dog Days of Summer http://lindalaroche.com/blog/dog-days-of-summer
The blog post was about
finding a dog, that I called Lucky and whose name was Einstein. Last Saturday
when Coco and my husband returned from their afternoon walk they went straight
to the backyard where Steven called out, “Look, Coco has a playmate.” Steven found
a dog walking on our street and was convinced that he was a stray but I recognized
Lucky Einstein in a heartbeat. He still had his quiet dignity despite that he
seemed worn down, thinner and shaved for the summer but his eyes were talking
to me. He let Coco chase him because she's adventurous with a swelling surging zest for
play. She let out joyful barks and because she likes other animals so much, she
shared her toys, her parents and her treats but when it came to food—that's
another story altogether. He went along with her play until he hid among the
trees, and I sensed he was tired and it was time to go home.
I carried him so we could
have time together. When the girl of the house answered the door she told me
he's been sick and they’re going to have him put down this week. I knew this
was no ordinary stroll that Coco and Steven had taken but Lucky Einstein's
insight is still at work and it was his way to say good-bye.
This was more than an
account of my meeting a dog, Lucky Einstein gave me life; preparing me for the
moment of closure when, at last, it completes its predestined progression to
full circle. The end of one life and the start of a new one. I shall miss
you and won't ever forget you, Lucky Einstein, my dear sweet little friend!
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