Farewell to a Friend »
As I was talking to a good friend of mine recently, he told me that his companion of many years, Huxley, had passed away. Huxley wasn't a young pup, even when I first met him, but neither would he be considered old. With Huxley, age was never important anyway. He had a zest for life that many people don't possess.
It's times like this when you realize just how much of an impact things can have on your life. Another person, a loving companion, even a special place. While the world has suffered a loss, it's times like these that (should) make us better people, as we dedicate our days to those who are still with us.
In our constant struggle to better ourselves, shouldn't a part of that be dedicated to spending time with those who are most important to us? Life won't stop. Life won't even slow down. Sometimes you need to stop and realize what is truly important, or you may just miss it.
Rest in peace, big guy.
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I know that I am one guilty of the rat race. In the past I was one of those people whose name was 'Go - Go' because I was always running to one place or another.
In the past few months, my body is making me slow down. A part of me likes it, a part of me does not.
However, I have always slowed down enough to realize those around me and I have always had the time to reflect on how they impacted my life.
I found out about Huxley on Friday night and cried. You see, I had only met Huxley twice. However, he impacted my life both times. For one, I had never had a dog to play basketball with me - that was, until I met Huxley! I had also never seen a dog at a picnic trick kids into giving him food. I had seen kids give a dog food and even a dog just stealing food from a plate or hand, but never had I seen a dog trick a kid into giving him food - at least not until I met Huxley!
To me, animals can be just as important as people. I had a poodle named Coquette and another named Dixie. Both of them were black teacup poodles. I did not care that they were AKC registered - I cared that they knew when I was sick, that they could tell me when they wanted to go out to the bathroom or that they wanted to play. They could even tell when I was down and they would do/attempt anything to cheer me up. They also knew when I was talking about them.
I learn life lessons not only from humans - I learn lessons from animals I currently have and from those that I have lost along the way.
Goodbye, Huxley!
Posted by Denise on October 13, 2003 1:44 PM