Sunday, 11 July 2010

GOODBYE TO GRANDMA


Some people cannot be a foster home for animals because they become too attached to that animal. (sadly I am one of those) But then there are those who go ahead and do it anyway and thus become embroiled in that battle with their heart. That part that loves the animal so much and want to remain in it's life even though the other part knows it is wise and best that the animal is put out there to be adopted. This is just one of the stories that I know involving Vera T of California who fosters for a rescue there. Picture ZaZa Gabor and you will know what she looks like. A person whose heart is ten times more beautiful than her physical beauty. I know. I have known her for many years and she has rescued me in more ways than one with her kindness. If you believe in reincarnation, hope you come back as Vera's dog.

And now the story in her own words:

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Goodbye to Grandma


I knew I would have to say goodbye. Whether it was to someone who would adopt an older dog or to her end of days. I really did not know which. Someone adopting her would have taken her from me and what I believe is the best care she could ever hope for. Of course her death would take her from everyone. But she was old and she did not deserve what happened to her, when the one she loved and depended upon passed from this world. Someone who truly loved her and tried his best to arrange her care when he knew he was dying. The promise he managed to obtain from his daughter,(what a lovely lady?) was an empty promise. She callously tossed Grandma aside as one would toss some old furniture. Dumping her at the shelter. What a cold heartless deception this was. And ultimate betrayal to the man who was her father.(let this story prompt everyone who loves their animal to put in their will what they wish for their pet. Trusting someone with words is just not good enough)
So when Grandma came to me, her name was Penny. I changed her name simply because she looked like a little old lady.(15 years old) Not only old but with many health problems. In the two years that I cared for her, she went into the adoption process twice and then I decided not to put her thru that anymore. She officially became my Grandma. And became the best friend of Lolita, one of my little blind dogs who also is elderly. Lolita was Grandma's nurse until the very end. Grandma had probadly never experienced the kind of care I gave her. I cooked for her as I did all the babies that I have. Chicken,Rice and vegetables and she loved it all. In fact the thing Grandma like most to do was eat. That made me happy.
Then came the time it didn't look good for Grandma. Her quality of life was poor. I had to make a decision and that was one I did not want to make. That's the heartbreak of caring for animals especially older ones. Thank God I did not have to make that one for Grandma went to live with God on her own. She is desperately missed by me and her best friend Lolita. All the dogs know someone left. They are such intelligent critters. Now that Grandma is gone, I worry about my own little ones and what will happen to them for I am getting up there in age myself. I love them so much
I thought I would share this story with everyone and I hope people will someday treat animals the way they should be treated and give them as much happiness as they are willing to give to us. May God bless all my friends who have helped me thru all my trials and tribulations. Vera




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