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A Response to How to Keep Your Heart Open When You Lose A Pet

July 11, 2012

In response to a post on Owningpink.com by my coach, Lissa Rankin,  called How To Keep Your Heart Open When You Lose A Pet – Part 2.  Her sweet dog Grendel died unexpectedly on Father’s day and I know she has been grieving in her own way.  Her post ended with an invitation to share the story of losing your pet and in sharing this story, I am healed and a little bit more open.

I read this….and FEEL. and then FEEL more. And then you take the subject from you to me with your question and my heart rips open and the sadness and pain of watching Hank pass, of holding him while the same shot was administered–thinking if I hadn’t asked the vet to come and let him go, he would still be here.

As 3 other mutts play at my feet, including the big boy, Leroy Brown, that I know Hank sent, I am cognizant of my own (but big) cedar box on the shelf just over my shoulder. The book of 12 years of photos. And all I can do is lean in to the grief.

He was with me for 12 years. I trained him and while I’d grown up with dogs we’d never been able to house train one..and growing up pets were owned more than loved. Hank gave me a new start with loving animals and bringing dogs into the family rather than treating them as toys in the yard.

At 10 weeks, a vet told me I had a lame dog and I should put him down. No way- I already loved him! Fortunately a 2nd opinion revealed his bones were growing faster than his muscles and he just needed to stretch the muscles. To casts and 4 weeks later that teeny boppin pup was just fine.

At 2 years, when my husband left on a random Wednesday afternoon, Hank was there with his head in my lap, his fur catching my tears. After that, he got protective and aggressive and I spent 4 more years training him- Canine Good Citizen, Agility 1, Advanced Agility– anything to keep him active, loved, and out of crazy aggression.

He was my big tough boy- emotional and hurt. Fearful of thunderstorms, cats, beetles, and the remote control. But he was the best cuddling dog-ball there ever was.

When I married, we merged my 2 dog family with my husband’s rescue mutt. Our pack was playful, and peaceful and joyful for 5 years….until I started to sense something.

My intuition whispered Cancer. I’m ashamed to admit I dismissed it and some mild symptoms long past the “SHOULD TAKE HIM FOR A CHECK UP DATE.”

In the past, I’d spared no expense, never missed a shot, bought premium dog food, and shelled out money for high dollar arthritis meds for two years….but this I could not face. I could not take him and hear that he was dying.

And then I had to.

November 2011. His blood levels were messed up and he had intestinal cancer – probably kidney cancer too. EFF CANCER– I’d just lost a good 34 year old friend, also an Allison, the weekend Hank was diagnosed.

I used to travel almost weekly for my business, and I was so fearful every time I went to draw, or coach. I was terrified that he would die while I was gone.

My husband and I made “What to do if he dies” plans. Things like– call me immediately, no don’t I’ll have to finish the gig. Keep his body until I can say good-bye. ALL these thoughts flooded my mind for months while I nursed him, gave him 17 pills a day, made special food concoctions that would be good for his digestion and liver.

None of these to save him, but to give us time- after all he was still a little spunky from time to time, was eating and drinking and eliminating almost regularly.

Oh death please stay away.

I was blessed at one point to have a dog masseuse come to the house and do some work on Hank. It was more than a massage. She played soft music, spoke in loving words and asked me, “What has Hank done for you?” while we both sat stroking his fur and frail body. For a few hours, she gently guided me through loving memories, held my tears, and then offered to anoint him with rosemary oil– and she asked me to just thank Hank for all the things he’d been and done for me. It wasn’t Hank who needed the healing, it was me.

I’d had a 40th birthday party planned in Tulum…and a psychic had told me that Hank needed me to be gone so that he could go…that he would die while I was away.
I said my good bye’s, asked Hank to please wait despite what the psychic said, and then left him at my parent’s house and took my long planned and paid for trip.

7 days later I returned to waggy-tail-happy-mama-is-home Hank – and sighed with deep gratitude. That was the first week of February, 2012.

The 18th of February, I’d been gone most of the day, and when I got home, Hank had not moved from where I’d left him earlier that day. We soon discovered that he was just too weak. He’d gone from 80 lbs to about 40 – the cancer meds KILLED all his muscle. His mind and heart were so there and his body was not. My husband and I agreed — it was time.

We called a vet and she agreed to come to our home the next day.
We spent the next 20 hours cuddling, feeding him a cheeseburger, taking photos, and more cuddling…and then waiting.

The vet agreed with us, that it was time, even though Hank was so mentally present. He lay on my bed, and I just held him. Stroking his face as she injected the sleeping part of the medicine. I felt his body go limp, but could still hear his breathing. I held him for a few more moments, and whispered all the love I could into his ears, and then she administered the next shot, and his breathing stopped.

For the briefest of moments, I felt his spirit-pure LOVE and CONNECTION– go through his back and into my heart (I was spooned up against his back) and I felt the deepest peace and light flash through me and then out. He was gone.

Oh GOD the pain was too much to bear and I never have cried so hard. I scooped his body up onto mine and just fell into the tears of grief that filled the whole room. It was the one and only time I’ve seen my husband of 6 years cry.

I said good-bye to his body and then went back to my room and sobbed for a long time. My husband and I just held one another… in that grief. It was the first grief we’d shared together- and somehow that healed a bit of our marriage (the 2nd for both of us).

The grief was thick and the guilt thicker. All the questions around putting my pal to sleep– was it too soon? Could I have done more? Did the cancer meds kill him faster than the cancer would have? If I hadn’t called the vet, he would be here with us now? — and more tears.

Making photo albums, and posting pictures on facebook was cathartic. And in time, I wasn’t crying every day. I felt like from November, through Hank’s dying and death in February, and the after grief in March and April- was a true dark night– a deep winter in my heart. And, I let myself hibernate.

No coincidence that I was hosting a renewal retreat for my clients the last weekend in April. And that weekend I found my spring and was renewed again. I also began looking for a new puppy. I just KNEW that Hank would come back to me.

Hank didn’t comeback to me. But he did bring me Leroy Brown, this I am sure. For brevity, I won’t go into all the little circumstances of that story here. I will honor Hank, my best pal and soul-dog for 12 years. I will honor his health, and his illness, and his death, and I will honor our story and the deep grief he lead me to and the love that carried me through.

The loss was great…and the love was greater. Much greater.

Thank you for giving the invitation to share….

LOVE and ENERGY never die…they only change form.

Hank will be a part of me forever and my heart is open because I know we will meet again.

 

 

 

 

 

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  1. Tracy says: July 11, 2012 at 11:32 pm

    I read most until I couldn’t anymore…..thank you for sharing -tears are good -this I know-sharing Tears of loss for Orca Jean and Reno and Cheyenne-each hold a special place deep with in me…..

    • Allison Crow says: July 11, 2012 at 11:43 pm

       Love and energy never die- they only change form.

  2. Candy says: July 12, 2012 at 12:00 am

    Thank you Allison. I lost my girl over 2 years ago and I still grieve. I miss her so much sometimes it hurts.
    Regards,
    Candy

    • Allison Crow says: July 12, 2012 at 2:03 am

       Hugs babe,  she is still with you.  Ask her energy to come and be by you…to give you comfort…and she will.

  3. Diane says: July 12, 2012 at 1:37 am

    Oh my gosh im crying right now. My newest rescue kitty oliver climbed out of his spot in the window and is laying next to my feet now – he always comes and sits next to me when he hears me sniffiling!  I truly believe what you said in another comment about love and energy never dying – only changing form.  We have 3 cats  that aren’t pets – they are full fledged members of the family.  Each has a unique arrival story like someone sent them to us!

    Harley was born to a barn cat and was the runt of the litter. I kept putting him down, to look at other littermates but he literally kept climbing up me. It was meant to be. He was our first kitty and has grown to be the largest of all his littermates which we hear about from time to time. When we got Harley I was working second shift and my boyfriend was on third. We rarely saw each other and Harley kept us each company while the other was at work. Eventually we both got new jobs where we worked days.  We felt bad leaving him home all alone all day since he was used to us each being home – even if it was opposite each other.
    We went out weekend after weekend to different shelters and while I loved all the kitties, I wasn’t finding “the one”.  My boyfriend told me I would know “our” cat when I saw her. One day on a whim I stopped after work at Petsmart, knowing they had a local adoption agency there that night. This scrawny, straw like fured cat caught my eye. She swatted at me when I went to touch her and wouldn’t even look at me. Yet, I knew. She was the one. She would be my diamond in the rough. I told my boyfriend about her and we went back the next week to pick her up. Apparantly she looked (her markings, not the scrawny part) and acted exactly like the cat he had in highschool After almost a year of love and attention she became a lap cat to anyone and everyone. She learned to trust again. 

    Oliver showed up around Christmas last year outside as a kitten out in the cold. We left food out trying to coax him in so we could find him his home.  new years Day we finally got him in. We had been scouring the internet for missing pets but nobody seemed to be missing him.  We were going to bring him to a shelter but he had a bad bite wound on his behind so off to the vet we went. The vet scanned for microchips and did their own search for his owner but nothing came up.  She came back to with a prescription, good blood test results and told us he was ours.  he is crazy and keeps us and the other kitties on our toes but it was meant to be.  

    • Allison Crow says: July 12, 2012 at 2:02 am

       Isn’t it amazing how they choose us…. My newest dog Leroy is like that.  I had first pick of a miraculous RESCUE litter of American Bulldog pups… something that was important to me…and I was dying to get this pup.  Everything seemed perfect except my husband DID NOT WANT another dog.  Said 3 was tooo crazy.  I was so stubborn for so long…and then one day I just released….and withdrew my name and forfeited my adoption fee and everything. I let my husband know that I did that…and that I didn’t want to get a dog if he was that adamant about NOT getting one…and that he was important.

      A few days later…I made a comment: “Today was the day we were going to get that pup.”
      My husband said, “Let’s go to the pound and get a dog tomorrow.”
      I about fell out…we ended up going to Boxer rescue and Leroy Brown picked us for sure….and I KNOW Hank sent him.  I’d asked Hank to come back…with out the fear that he had in this life….. and he made sure Leroy found us.  Best dog EVER!

      They choose us!

  4. Joannacrompton says: July 12, 2012 at 1:41 am

    Me too. Ours was with us for 16 years, my 4th child along with our 3 human children. He grew up with them, refused to accept our 6foot 4 youngest was above him in the pecking order – he was only 2 years old when Jip joined our family. He was my friend and companion in the sun, comfort when I was sad, and someone to be silly with when my children rolled their eyes. He got old and wore out, but was so much awake when we had him euthanised on the kitchen floor, amongst his family.We all gave him a piece of chocolate and told him he was a good dog. I still weep as I write this, and often go and sit with his mound in the garden. They are so wholehearted about life, and never really leave us
    Jo

    • Allison Crow says: July 12, 2012 at 1:56 am

       Thank you for sharing! I just had a vision of all our pets perking their ears up and saying, hey….look over here…they are talking about us!! We’ve activated their love- they are connected to us forever.  I appreciate you.

  5. Heidi Armstrong says: July 16, 2012 at 4:01 pm

    I love this…

  6. M Reich says: July 16, 2012 at 5:36 pm

    Thank you for sharing this, Allison. Your post spoke to everything I’m feeling right now.  Our vet just told us a couple weeks ago that Phoebe Buffay has lymphoma and it broke my heart.  She’s only seven years old.   And,  as you, I’m doing everything I can to keep her as long as I can.  I’m sure I’ll be re-reading this post as I enter into the different phases with Phoebe.  Aloha.

    • Allison Crow says: July 16, 2012 at 5:47 pm

       Oh ME… I know how sad and scary it is to receive that news.  And I know you will love Phoebe Buffay well in the time to come.  Above all, remember, energy never dies, and the love you will give her in caring for her will both break and heal your heart.  I’m so glad I got to meet her and run with her on the beach!
      Hugs, my dear, for the journey ahead. 

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