Tuesday, March 8, 2011
I got word today that my parents's dog, Carrie, has passed on. She was 11 years old and lived a very full life. I didn't have a lot of personal history with Carrie, but I certainly enjoyed her on my visits.
I am most thankful for Carrie for her role in being a personal therapy dog for both mom and dad. Carrie helped my mother in her battle with cancer by encouraging her and providing lots of emotional support. And even though I haven't heard my dad admit it, I think Carrie also helped him in his recovery from heart surgery. Carrie was friendly, loved to go on walks and liked a good romp in the snow. She was the only dog I ever knew who would lay upside-down and hold a toy in the air with her front paws! She really enjoyed her squeaky toys and all the special human-food treats mom would bring home for her.
I don't know if there is an dog-equivalent of Starclan, but I believe Carrie is now playing with Penny, Lassie, Tinker, Misty and Kimmie in heaven, all dogs I have loved dearly.
Thank you Carrie for being a great dog and for so wonderfully blessing my mother and father. I hope you can play and run free now in your new perfect body. Enjoy rolling in the snow and I look forward to seeing you again in heaven.