When I was young my family had a cat. His name was Jake and it was a privilege to live in the house with him. He was rude and anti- social. He was playful and kind on his own terms. We loved him. He died when he was 17 and I always thought of myself as a cat person. I have been bitten by a dog 4 different times in my life so I really just knew that dogs didn’t like me and that was that. Brian loves dogs. I love cats. We made a deal: if we ever got a cat we would get a dog and likewise: if we ever got a dog we would get a cat. Easy peasy. We were pet free for almost 20 years of our marriage. Then, we adopted 2 cats. Pebbles and BamBam. A stray cat then found his way into our home and my heart, Mr. Slate. Then, a friend posted on Facebook that he was looking for a home for a dog whose owner could no longer take care of her. Our friend brought her over to meet us and there in our driveway Zoey and I made eye contact. I literally fell in love. I wondered for a while if she liked me too but my family assured me that the love was mutual. She followed me into the house and I was her person.
Zoey showed unconditional love. She was forgiving and compassionate and soon understood what “man’s best friend” meant when referring to dogs. She made us laugh and was the best snuggler ever. She snored louder than any of us and was a major bed hog. She was always happy to see us no matter if we were gone 5 hours or 5 minutes. My kids always called me Mommy or Mom until Zoey became part of our family….since then I’ve been Zoey’s Mama. Pretty much I’m not a cat person or a dog person…I’m a Zoey person.
Zoey was sick. She was in pain from arthritis and was starting to get confused. She was in pain and it broke my heart. It felt selfish to keep her alive any longer knowing she was dealing with pain. Last night (10.17.17) she went to the great bark park in the sky. She is no longer in pain. I, on the other hand, am more devastated than I thought possible.
I believe that God sends us these sweet, loving companions to travel through life with us for a little while. He blesses us with these amazing little friends to show us unconditional love and compassion. She brought so much joy to our family. I truly never would have imagined the love that I have for Zoey when we met in our driveway 5 and a half years ago. Please forgive the long “I love my dog” nudge if you have never had the love of a pet. It wasn’t long ago I may not have understood this love myself. Thank God I understand it now.
Thank God I had Zoey for a short time. I loved every moment with that crazy adorable puppy.
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. James 1:17