. He was a dog full off free Spirit and was always looking for a adventure. He had escaped our backyard on more than one ocassion last summer to explore the neighborhood but had not had the desire since. On his final adventure on the first warm spring day, he met with a Husky dog who was tied out in his yard. Max went under the fence and the Husky didn't welcome his visit. Max was shaken to death. He was an old man when we got him from the Humane Society 5 years ago....so we found some comfort in knowing he had a long and loving life. We were heart broken for his tragic death and the loss of our companion. A friend and pet communicator shared how older dogs who do not want to continue through old age and it disabilities will find a quick way to leave their physical form. I could see Max oppting for this, as he was not enjoying doggie diapers or being crated when we were not home. His quality of life had changed. So what a way to go for a dog always on an adventure! But he was doing what he loved best, exploring the world with full wonder! I still feel that Max departure from the physical world was premature....he was so full of life and love! But I have learned as much in his death as I did from his life. He taught me to deply respcet the older and wiser among us....he taught us unconditional love....I am greatful to have shared this with my children as well. He continues to teach us every day as we remeber him.
During the week that Max passed, I had the opprotunity to spend time with Tibetan Monks who were in the United States to create a sand mandala for World healing. I drove them back and forth to the area where the mandala was being created.....we could not communicate much more than smiles and laughter...we did manage each others names by the end of the week. The oldest Monk often reached out to me and I could feel the power of Love and Spirit at work. I was able to learn about the acceptance of death as a part of Life and my grief for Max was repalced by honoring him for the wonderful "puppy boy" he was. I realized my sadness was actually me being selfish and missing his physical presence...Max is all Sirit now...it is ALL good with him! He floats above the trees and gardens and along the same paths he ran when his physical body was here. I still feel him in our home.
I was lead to a woman by a string of coincidences, who saves older dogs from high kill shelters in Baltimore MD. We spoke and I shared with her that I felt lead to call her and I shared my story including the time with the Monks. The program called Recycled Love was founded on Buddhist beliefs! We ended up exchanging emails and she introduced me to an old puppy boy named Moses (because she siad he is at least 350
. This old dog who is totally deaf and partially blind has so much love to give. He was hours away from being put to sleep when she found him. He amazes me with his determination to be in the flow of Life...I am truly touched for being asked to be his mommy for the remainder of his time on Earth. So I write this to all of you who have been so kind with sharing your own grief and healing process with me. I thank you all for helping me through my grief when Max passed and send you all so much peace and love and joy!I sit here with Moses on my lap wrapped in blanket sleeping....I feel his warm body against my heart and it is truly healing. I miss Max terribly but I feel certain he lead us to Moses. He knew our hearts were heavy and that Moses needed a family and the power of Spirit took care of the rest.
There is something to be said for the love and wisdom of an older animal. I am thankful for Recycled Love recognizing this and giving them a chance.
To all who are experienceing the recent loss of your furry love, I send you so much love and healing energy as you begin to accept your loss. May the Universe lead you to another furry soul mate.
much love and many blessings to us all!
peace~ artchick
Little Max is certainly looking down very happily right now.