Loving an old dog…

I slept in on the first day of the New Year.

That is, until 6:30.

Usually I am up by 5:30 to read and relax by the fire on wintry days.

I headed downstairs to start my day.  I turned on the gas fireplace.

As I was settling in with my book and coffee I realized my dog Ginny was missing.

She was sleeping in too.

A bit unusual but I was not too concerned as she is getting older.

Finally she came down.

Her morning greeting was to throw up twice on the living room floor.

Thanks, Ginny.

I have to take it in stride.

In the scheme of things, it was not a big deal.

She brings me so much joy.

I love this dog and that means loving her as she ages.

Isn’t that what love is?  Taking the bad along with the good?

Getting older

As I age I hope that I will be valued and loved.

Even if I am senile.

Even if I am incontinent.

Even if I am an embarrassment and an inconvenience.

I will still be me.

I’ll try not to throw up on the floor.

I promise.

 

21 thoughts on “Loving an old dog…”

  2. I would think that they will love you very dearly regardless your circumstances Lori, just like Ginny. A heart that big glows pretty big and hard to forget, even if you have an…um…oddity or two 😀 ❤️ 🙏🏽

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  5. Oh this touched my heart. Love IS unconditional. I have seen my parents grow old but nothing embarrassing happened to them; cancer took each of them when they were still strong an healthy at 80 years (yes, each of them, 3 years apart) and the only indignity they had to suffer was to be bed-ridden for two weeks. But my father in law has reached 87 and is not so strong anymore. He always took his strength, ability and handsome physique for granted and now he seems defeated, apparently realising all those attributes have fled. But Grace comes along and takes the hands of our elderly, so that each morning they can rise up from their beds and dress for the day, in faith that it is no less important a day than any other. Our aged dogs rise up from their beds in the same way, even if they must throw up once or twice to get going. ❤ ❤

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  6. I feel really bad when our dogs throw up because I know they don’t want to be doing that in the house so they must really feel sick. Then I worry until I know they’re feeling better. Hope Ginny is over her upset stomach.

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    1. Thank you. Ginny died suddenly yesterday. It was quick and, I think, a blessing for her. I am devastated without my sweet girl by my side everyday. She was a wonderful dog. Blessings to you in the New Year.

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      1. My deepest condolences. So very sorry, dear Lori. In many ways, the uncomplicated love we share with our pets feels all the more like a loss — this is the case with my 2 that passed last year…

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      2. Oh I’m so very sorry to hear this sad news- I’m sorry for delayed response as haven’t been on the blog for a few days. Pets are such a special part of our lives – am so sorry for the loss of Ginny, sending you much love at this difficult time xx

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  10. Oh, so many days I feel like one of the aging pets! Through our 45 years of marriage….raising our children into adults, we have gone through the aging pet cycle about three times with various pets. Accepting the changes is part of the journey as it is with ourselves…great post! Have an awesome 2020!

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      1. “The price…” exactly. For whatever it’s worth, I believe that getting another pet is the best way we can honor our furry angels…

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