There have been a few times, over the last year or so that I
have sat here and typed an obituary, or some sort of honor to a fallen friend,
or someone I admired.
However, this is a little more difficult. This is about, not
just a friend, but a companion, and who is not human. In fact, it was a canine.
My friend, my companion of 13 years, was a Siberian
Husky. Her name was Sasha, and for some
of you, you’re aware of the closeness that this dog and myself, had for the
last 13 years.
I found Sasha, in the spring of 2000, where she was at a pet
adoption in front of a pet store in North Dallas. She was in a crate, and all I saw through the
bars were blue eyes, and a white face that was framed in black! The perfect
“opera mask” as they call it on Huskies. She was beautiful! However, the name
they gave her was “Sugar Bell”..,. to which, when called by that name, she
would not respond… I whispered “Sasha” in her ear, and she sprang into my face
and licked me like we were long lost friends.
Now the humor behind this, is that, I had put to rest
another animal six month prior to this, and I had promised the woman I was
dating and her children, that, when the time came I would purchase another dog
and return to Dallas from deep East Texas (Lufkin). Well it took another year
and half before that happened, but Sasha and I began our journey together. From
the Deep East Texas area, to bringing her to Dallas, and through a marriage,
and then a move from one house to another, to a mental break down that I had in
06, to moving again, to another home, to a divorce, a heart attack in 08, to my 50th, in 09
and now to losing her, because of an injury, that caused the both the Doctor
and myself to choose to humanly to put her to sleep and let her suffer no
futher!
The human in this story lost his friend, the one that knows
all the secretes, the tears from fighting off the demons in his dreams, the
hurt that they felt when they lost love, but Sasha was always there, by my
side. Giving her unconditional love to me, day in and day out.
I am not the only person in the world to have put a pet to
rest, however, for every time a person has to do that, it is always amazing to
me, how many people come out and offer their condolences, and best wishes, and
even for some to check up on me to make sure that I am ok!
I miss my friend.. I will miss her jumping on me to tell me
that she missed me during the day or at night after a game, or to greet friends
when they could come to the house! HER love, her sparkle in her eyes, and her kisses,
those dog kisses will be missed!
I loved that big beautiful wolf! My 60lb fur coats with
fangs! My Sasha!
Rest in peace my friend, my buddy—my puppy—my Sasha!