Sunday, May 24, 2015

My Childhood Dream Fulfilled...Sort of


The screams pierce the ear, and they awake me from a deep sleep.  Simeon, our 12-year
12-year old Simeon, with 12-year old Sisi
old albino Pekingese who was rescued from a puppy mill, has succumbed to another seizure.  He won’t lose consciousness but will most likely lose bladder control. Fortunately, they usually don’t last long, and he is comforted by my words of assurance.


And then there is Koko, our 18 ½-year old Brittany/Beagle mix.  Her night time seizures are much different.  Usually lasting at least three minutes, I am alerted by the start of one when I hear labored breathing or her paws repeatedly scratching the floor.  She will emerge disoriented, partially blind and frightened.  For the next day she will not leave my side.  Even dogs seem confused about the passing of time and the effects of aging on the body. 
Koko, our 18 1/2 year old Brittany/Beagle Mix

These examples are just a few of what my husband and I are experiencing with our aging canine family.  Having been in animal welfare for almost 15 years, we have fostered hundreds of dogs.  Except for Koko, the other four dogs in our home are affectionately known as “foster failures.”

With our dogs’ health challenges, increasing number of veterinarian visits and a basket of drugs that rivals a small pharmacy, I have recently realized that John and I are now running a canine nursing home. All the dogs are at least 12 years of age, and we face overactive bladders, aging joints, declining sight, separation anxiety, “missing a meal” phobia, and a little crankiness.  And don’t forget the seizures, lots of seizures. 
Sassie, 12 year old Chihuahua/Rat Terrier Mix

In short, we have Ol’ Dog Town right in our own home.  Making a safe haven for old dogs has always been my dream.  I just didn’t see it happening right in our living room.

As the founder of a spay/neuter clinic, I am often asked to speak about my experiences and passion.  I usually will share my dream of walking old dogs in a sanctuary set up just for them.  Ask any person involved in rescue or shelter work and they will tell you that seeing old dogs suffer in the confines of a shelter is one of the biggest heartbreaks.  They are scared, confused and are in steep competition for adoption with that cute puppy yipping in the next cage. 
Blair is a 12 year old terrier/poodle mix

It just seems to me that we can do a better job caring for the unwanted, especially at a time when all they really want is a nice bed and a gentle hand. 

I haven’t given up on my dream of an old dog sanctuary.  Perhaps God is preparing me for just that with this aging pack.  I learned a long time ago to simply accept what is, and Divine Order will prevail in a time and place that I simply cannot see from this earthly realm.

Until then, I will line up medicine cups, clean up accidents, comfort fears and, if necessary, make the heart-wrenching decision to end suffering when that time has come. 

Welcome to my childhood dream, Part 1.

#Dogs #Loving #God #Sanctuary

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