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Rhufus- the Red King amongst other Setters
He fell over onto my foot and he was mine- he
spewed on her arm and she was `his` until the end. And so began
another journey of love, frustration, fidelity, companionship and
ultimately the deep sense of loss that every dog owner travels
along.
`Forfarian Lucky For Some` lived up to his Kennel name until he drew
his last difficult breath. Never asking for anything but attention
and in return a love and devotion that we mortals sometimes fail to
understand –he was a King among dogs.
 Not the runt and not the star, he had something and he had it in
abundance-CHARACTER. I didn’t choose him-he chose me! I hope he
never regretted that choice for he would have been loved and cared
for, no matter who he had `chosen`. We loved him.
Those early days were, as always with a pup, hectic and with a new
business start –up to contend with as well, it fell on his `mum` to
feed, water and walk. That bond would grow and grow through the
years and right up to the end that sense of duty would face the
ultimate test in the most difficult decision that a pet owner has to
make. I wish I had had that courage.
The beginning and the end happen and are over so quickly it seems
that nothing else matters and that is because the pain of losing him
is so deep, that it is too upsetting to remember the days when there
was no pain and the Castle’s tracks were not long enough. The
`undercover` moments as he wrestled to camouflage himself in clumps
of grass his own size, brought different tears to our eyes back
then.
He gave and gave and wanted only love-we are still and always will
be in his debt.
As with us all, time catches up and our earth time runs out – he
knew it and looked to us to provide the final act of our love for
him. He stood as firm as his old legs and tired heart would allow,
and tail wagging as if to convince us that he would be ok, he faced
his Creator with dignity and without fear.
Why did I love him so much- that’s easy. He showed a strength of
Character that I envied all of his life-he completed me.
12 long weeks later, I look back in my Diary when I wrote, `his
loyalty, spirit and courage were an inspiration to me` and blinded
by tears, I force myself to remember the years of happiness he
brought us all.
He fell over onto my foot and he was mine--
- Tom
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Posted September 23, 2007 |
