Saturday, 9 July 2011

RIP Curney (21.5.1996 – 7.7.2011)


My dog died this week. I am heartbroken.
He was the best dog in the world. He was loyal and devoted. He was always ready for a walk, wagging his tail and standing there all excited. He always ate what I gave him and was grateful and very affectionate. He followed me everywhere in the house and garden, like a constant shadow, or one of Philip Pullman’s daemons.
The house is so strange without him. I keep thinking he is just behind the sofa or outside….

Shakespeare sums up death better than I can

Fear no more the heat o’the sun,
Nor the furious winter’s rages,
Thou thy worldly task hast done…

Cymbeline, (IV.ii.260-262)

6 comments:

Blossom said...

I'm so sorry for your loss, Sue.

Sue's Blog said...

Thanks Blossom.
Losing a much loved pet is a very sad thing.

Blossom said...

It is indeed. I lost my boxer, Jasmin, in 2000. I found out I was pregnant with Niles on the Friday and Jasmin died the following Monday from a collapsed bladder, a side effect from her treatment for skin cancer. I still miss her, exasperating and naughty as she was, because, as with all dogs, she had no agenda; what you saw was what you got- a seething ball of naughtiness, joy and affection.

I'm a born worrier but both of my dogs have shown me that you don't have to earn the right to happiness or love, that you can just enjoy a moment because you are there, living it. And a dog's affection and devotion is unwavering and humbling and a privilege to receive.

Your Curney sounds like he was a lovely character who brought an awful lot of pleasure to your life.

Sue's Blog said...

He did - thanks for that

Ewarwoowar said...

Sorry to read that Sue. Take comfort in the fact that he had a long and enjoyable life :)

Sue's Blog said...

Thanks Ewar