* (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} xevernightx) wrote,@ 2005-10-17 21:00:00 |
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Our story....
As a little girl, I lived and breathed the most powerful animal on earth. I was so amazed when I heard their hooves beat the ground and when their voices reached the farthest distances, it was like music. As a grown woman, I still intake every single breath of the smell of their skin, every chance I get. I've been in love for years with something that, when I feared, I could go to and feel comfort and safety. When I needed someone to listen and not talk back, just be there and rest their head on my shoulder or just...stand below me as I sit on the fence and think. Caught my tears on his nose, and in one case, my blood because he actually hated for you to touch his nose, and I once attempted to kiss it and he threw his head up catching me in the mouth.
In once instance he saved my life, in another he bucked me off. My life, the day he stumbled and I went falling to the ground, he jumped over me instead of trampling me like he could have. I opened my eyes and only saw his belly, he was stretched out above me and didn't move until he knew I was alright. They struggled to get him to move, but he refused. And the time he bucked me off, I landed straight on the top of my head, he was just playing and feeling good. I never blamed him, he always took good care of me.
So many memories flashed across my eyes yesterday as I saw my good friend laying peacefully on the ground, body mangled. My heart broke. My insides ached as, for once in his life I grabbed that sweet soft warm nose and kissed it as many times as I could, catching my tears just one last time. I was angry because he didn't deserve what he got, to be chased until he broke, to worry his last days away. I never knew animals could be so cruel to eachother. I just wish someone would have listened to me, I'm no expert but I knew my friend, and I knew he was worried and I knew something was bound to happen. "They'll work it out..." and they did, and now my oldest, most best friend in the entire world is just a memory.
Dudley...I'm so sorry I wasn't there to comfort you as you took your last breaths, I was there for you through so much in your lifetime, all of your aches and pains, your stomach and colicing late at night, and I couldn't even be there for you through your greatest pain. I'll never ever in my life forget you, your memory will be etched into my brain forever and ever. Nothing can nor will ever replace you. You meant the world to me, even when you were pissing me off. I'm so glad I got to spend that last day with you, walking in that place that I thought would be heaven to you. I love you. I miss you. And if what they say is true, we'll see eachother again some day. I'll look forward to it.
RIP Greyhound Smoke "Dudley" The truest friend a human could ever have...15 long years and then some. Thank you.
As a little girl, I lived and breathed the most powerful animal on earth. I was so amazed when I heard their hooves beat the ground and when their voices reached the farthest distances, it was like music. As a grown woman, I still intake every single breath of the smell of their skin, every chance I get. I've been in love for years with something that, when I feared, I could go to and feel comfort and safety. When I needed someone to listen and not talk back, just be there and rest their head on my shoulder or just...stand below me as I sit on the fence and think. Caught my tears on his nose, and in one case, my blood because he actually hated for you to touch his nose, and I once attempted to kiss it and he threw his head up catching me in the mouth.
In once instance he saved my life, in another he bucked me off. My life, the day he stumbled and I went falling to the ground, he jumped over me instead of trampling me like he could have. I opened my eyes and only saw his belly, he was stretched out above me and didn't move until he knew I was alright. They struggled to get him to move, but he refused. And the time he bucked me off, I landed straight on the top of my head, he was just playing and feeling good. I never blamed him, he always took good care of me.
So many memories flashed across my eyes yesterday as I saw my good friend laying peacefully on the ground, body mangled. My heart broke. My insides ached as, for once in his life I grabbed that sweet soft warm nose and kissed it as many times as I could, catching my tears just one last time. I was angry because he didn't deserve what he got, to be chased until he broke, to worry his last days away. I never knew animals could be so cruel to eachother. I just wish someone would have listened to me, I'm no expert but I knew my friend, and I knew he was worried and I knew something was bound to happen. "They'll work it out..." and they did, and now my oldest, most best friend in the entire world is just a memory.
Dudley...I'm so sorry I wasn't there to comfort you as you took your last breaths, I was there for you through so much in your lifetime, all of your aches and pains, your stomach and colicing late at night, and I couldn't even be there for you through your greatest pain. I'll never ever in my life forget you, your memory will be etched into my brain forever and ever. Nothing can nor will ever replace you. You meant the world to me, even when you were pissing me off. I'm so glad I got to spend that last day with you, walking in that place that I thought would be heaven to you. I love you. I miss you. And if what they say is true, we'll see eachother again some day. I'll look forward to it.
RIP Greyhound Smoke "Dudley" The truest friend a human could ever have...15 long years and then some. Thank you.
