Our Beloved Friend

My son Chad was about eight. It was 1998. My wife Kristine had never owned a dog. They were together at a nursery that had a litter of American Eskimos. Kris and Chad were just thrilled by those adorable pups.

Kris really wanted one of those little ones. Chad with the artistic eye he’s had since his childhood picked the prince of the litter.

I thought the dog of my youth, Bagel, was the sweetest dog I would ever know. She was a mixture of Daschund and Beagle. This dog who we named Snowy sure surprised me.

I loved him but Kristine was completely smitten. They would share long hugs daily. He was so beautiful he would stop traffic when we walked him. I learned to understand at a deeper level why dogs are so healthy for the rest of us creatures.

Then at 15 years of age he began to chase his own tail, lose his hearing, develop benign little tumors all over his body and get very confused. He was but a tinge of his former self. We had the extremely unpleasant choice to put him down or allow him to continue in his painful state.

We put him down and were with him as life left him in a final exhale that we will never forget. We haven’t purchased another dog in these few years since he’s died. Kris and I realize how painful it would be to lose another FRIEND.

H. Robert Rubin, best-selling, Amazon memoirist and author of LookBackwardAngel, How Did I Get Through This? and Please Save the Third Dance for Me, all available on Amazon.

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