There was an animated movie we saw many years earlier with the name of
the title of this blog. We now take
comfort in these words as we prepare for our dog, Lola, to go to heaven
tomorrow. Nearly 15 years ago this
little bucket of love was brought into our lives. She was joined by her half-sister, Zena, who
arrived a year earlier and left us for heaven two years ago.
Both were Yellow Labs, but very different. Zena, was an over-weight puge-cake with a
square face and had to lay atop us. She
never saw herself as the 80lb pooch she was, but a 7lb puppy. She would run from a Chiwawa, but demand her
spot on the bed or couch. Comfort was
her motto and love her mission. She also
fancied herself an Olympic athlete…a swimmer or track star, though her body was
more of the sumo wrestler variety.
Lola, was brilliant and masterful.
As a puppy, we had contained her to the entrance area of the house
during her house training. However, whenever we left the house we would return to find
Lola had done the great escape and left little presents – evidence of her Houdini-like
abilities – all over the house. But
how? She was too small to jump the fence
and too big to slip through the fence openings. One day, as we returned home,
the question was answered. We peered
through the glass door to watch Lola climbing the fence!
Lola was the athlete. Always 10lbs
lighter than Zena - she was Air Lola.
She would hurdle over a 4ft wave as she jumped to fetch the toy in the
ocean. She was never on top of us like
Zena, she always lay by our side. She
was the first to learn and the first to please.
As time passed, the jumps became hops and runs became long walks that are
now short. She is thin, but not
frail. Alert and not deaf. But she has a large tumor to which nature
calls.
There are tears as we write this as a burdensome sadness washes over us. Our hearts ache and fingers shake, but we
know it is time. Any longer is but our
selfish desire not to let go.
We brace ourselves for the morrow, but rejoice her life today. The weekend we have. The long goodbye we take comfort. With this writing we share the blessing of
her life. The wonders of a family. The joys of so many memories.
So, dear Lola, we’ll be gathered tonight, as so many before, around the
television with you at our side. We’ll
watch a movie, stroke your head, and give you an extra helping of kisses for
tomorrow morning you’ll depart, and with tearing eyes, we’ll press our lips to
your head for a final goodnight. All this while remembering that all dogs go to
heaven!