HELDEN: Heroes & The Struggle To Stay True To The Quest;

HELDEN: Heroes & The Struggle To Stay True To The Quest; A Christmas Story; Learning To Say Goodbye; Letting Go; Being In The Now; Sweet & Sour
Dear TrikieLuv,
So many themes running through my heart & mind today as I sit here weeping.
As I watch my little girl pant for breath, I remember you as a just-born puppy on the Summer Solstice Father’s Day Sunday 2010 at 17:48 and my horror and distress of having a tripawd infant.
10 days after you were born, your dog momma stopped taking care of you & your sisters & I took total care of you all. Teaching you how to roll to the left side where your only front leg was. Teaching you the Single Leg Push-Up before your eyes were even open. Watching you slither on your chest, back legs pushing you along before your front leg got strong enough to get you up. Wanting to pick you up & carry you everywhere but I know I can’t as that will certainly doom you. You finally getting up on 3 legs and wobbling about. Deciding to keep you for myself because you were the only one to look like your Doberman father. Admiring your Pibble-headed stubborn streak inherited from your mother on accomplishing a goal. Fending off all the offers I had for you when people wanted you for their puppy. Fast forward to five months old, now you are a big girl, having had perfect house manners since the age of six weeks old, and you insisting on using the stairs instead of the little ramp I made for you. Fast forward to 2 years old and now you can run so fast that we call you “3 (Legs) Like 6”. This is also the summer that you discover a taste for lobster. Daddy brought home 2 lobster tails wrapped in paper to grill. You made a beeline for the package & would not leave his side until you got a bites of that lobster. Of course you didn’t want the butter dip. It got to the point we were calling you “Slobster Girl” cause you were so crazy for lobster, along with your love for shrimp & White albacore Tuna. Your back legs are so strong that you’ve got a big J-Lo booty on you.
Fast forward to age 7, with Daddy taking you to the beach regularly at least twice a week & you showing signs and interest in following the surfers out into the waves.
Trikie, I hope I can behave as much a Hero during this part of our quest as you yourself are doing now and have done your whole life on 3 legs and a ticking time bomb heart. You’re not weeping & carrying on. Here you are, wagging your tail & trying to comfort me, You being Mommy’s wuzzle girl. It’s ironic that your heart is now considered too big (cardiomyopathy) as that is why I love you so much. Nobody could ever make that charge stick on me. I hope that I properly appreciate the time I have left with you in the physical plane. Because all anyone ever has is NOW. Right NOW, this very moment. Yesterday is gone never to return & Tomorrow is not yet here and never promised. I hope that your new heart meds will let you stay comfortable with us for a good long time yet. I hope I can still find joy, happiness and pleasure in life after you are gone. I guess that this is the Sweet & Sour portion of the meal. Got to have the two elements so you can tell what’s what.
Tuesday December 4th 12:10: TrikieLuv got her angel wings.