He’s my companion and my furry friend. There are times when I swear he understands me and when he tries to communicate with me.
Most of you know that he had a cancer scare last year. (He had a lump. The biopsy proved negative. It was removed and tested malignant. He subsequently had all his other lumps and bumps removed.) Ever since then, I’ve been conscious that he – and I – are both on a string. That string is Life and one day it will play out.
I can’t forget about the string every time I find another lump – which I did the other day. I’ll monitor it like I do the other ones. If it grows, we’ll trot into the vet’s office for another consultation and maybe surgery. Until then, I’ll just keep checking and monitoring.
Because of the awareness I have of all Flash’s lumps, bumps, and the possible meaning of them, I give him extra cuddles. I’m more patient about his barking. I spend more time playing with him. I want his life, however long he has left, to be like doggy paradise. For that reason, I blow his diet from time to time.
It hurts to know that I won’t have him for as long as I want him, but that’s the nature of having a pet. I so admire people who open their hearts to animals who need homes. They have a capacity for giving that’s just awe inspiring to me.
Because I want to slow down time for Flash, I’m slowing down time for myself as well. I’m more conscious of the passing of hours, the beauty of each day. I’m even more aware of the gift of life which I have occasionally taken for granted.
That’s a pretty great lesson to learn and it’s all because of Flash the Wonder Pooch.