Our Sudden Loss

My dear cousin Rocco was helped to the Rainbow Bridge today.   He was just a pup for heaven's sake, only 7 years old.

I am so sorry I snubbed him and teased him and bared my teeth at him. in later meetings, I tolerated him because he was really very gentle and sweet.  I last saw him looking well in Calistoga on Thanksgiving Day.

They showed great compassion in allowing him to go -- he was in pain and couldn't come home from the veterinary hospital -- they recognized that it would not be a good life for him unless he could be home to run and play.

Mama DiDi came home crying -- she had  been there too.  Auntie Tracey was there as well.  She was the one who met Rocco first and saved him from a lonely life with no companions.

But mostly I felt sad for Uncle Patrick who could not be with Rocco because of his leg injury and for Auntie Teresa whose love for Rocco helped her make the right decision.