Tuesday, June 3, 2014
Saying Goodbye to a Friend
Ringo had been a part of my life the moment I met my wife. She had Ringo from a puppy long before she met me, but he quickly became part of my family. Soon after Janine & I married we brought Gromit (Ringo's offspring) into the fold, and our four legged family was complete. We lost Gromit far too soon, and Ringo filled in as best he could. He was never the cuddler that Gromit was; he was far too independent for that. He had his space, and his needs and wants, and he made sure you knew what they were.
But in return for satisfying those needs, Ringo was fiercely loyal. He spent his years believing it was his job to protect us and those he loved. True, sometimes he protected us from plastic bags floating through the front yard or hummingbirds on the patio, but our house and the people within it were his charge. And he never let you forget it.
The past few months Ringo's body started to shut down. We used to have hour long walks twice a day; at the end we barely got out of the front yard. It was tough for us to watch our active lil' buddy become so tired, so dependent. Since he left us our house has become strangely quiet. Sure, things are simpler. Sitters don't have to be arranged for when we go out of town. Rooms don't have to closed off so dogs won't pee on furniture. But I'd give all that up just to have one more morning walk with him.
Goodbye buddy. Hope you and Gromit are finally catching those squirrels.