Losing a Pet

Losing a Pet

If you're close with me, you might have learned that I had recently lost my dog Hazel due to heart failure. This subject hits me so hard because unless you have an animal yourself for a long time, then you'll know that pain I am in. I haven't been making much posts due to the fact that I needed time to spend with my family to be there for each other and to just go out and do positive things. 

To kind of take our minds off of everything, I took my little brother and mom out to ice cream then we had a picnic and just chilled out of the house..because the house has way too much memories. Then the next day my dad took us out to the movies to spend time together and well, that kind of turned sour. By the end of the awesome movie, my dad was bent over with his face in his palms sobbing. He misses Hazel more than any of us could have ever even thought of (he's not so affectionate with animals because he really doesn't know how to be due to experiences as a kid). But walking around this quiet house expecting to hear her little bark when someone was at the front door, or expecting to wake up to her taking up half of my bed and then forgiving her with some morning cuddles.. was all just a normal everyday routine. So it became excessively harder when we thought we saw or heard her around the house, because reality hadn't set quite in yet. Everyone in my family cried themselves to sleep and just walked around depressed.

This kind of loss is the pain that you never want to wish on your worst enemy. Death of an animal is hard if not harder than losing an actual human being. And I think the real truth of that is, animals go a lifetime without saying one single word, yet they know all the right things to do whenever you need someone to cry to. Which is what everyone wants isn't it?....Action, not words. They're loyal to you even when you ignore them and they'll kiss your wounds when you're at your weakest point (which is exactly what my dog did for me this past year).

These past few days have been so rough, but as I keep thinking about it, I realized...my dog passed away from an enlarged heart. Think about that in a metaphorical type of way... her heart was so big and she was so selfless and compassionate towards others and it literally showed. She was my absolute best friend, along with my initial dog that passed away as well, but she actually proved her love to me everyday she was alive and I will always treasure that. 

My advice if you're dealing with a loss of a pet is, to take out all the pictures you have of them, and let out a good cry. Yup, cry. Because that shit hurts and who are you kidding, you want to burst out like a big baby and we all know it so don't fool yourself. It's okay to hit your weakest point, just don't let it consume your life.Then, say a little prayer for them or simply just talk to them and once you keep talking happy tears will emerge and you'll realize you had a pretty amazing time with this one little pup that didn't say a single word to you. Most of all, just know that if you treated them right and you gave them the best life that you possibly could, that they are grateful and they loved every single minute they spent with you. You made their life worth living, and it's proof by just the wag of a tail when you're headed their way.

I just want to end on a quote that I read about from a little boy explaining his reasons as to why he thinks dogs live shorter lives than humans. 

"People are born so that they learn how to live a good life – like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?” The four year old continued “Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long.”

Rest in peace my beloved Hazel. I will forever love you & never forget the way you made me love my life again just by licking the tears off my face whenever I cried.