Lockdown Day 560 - 7 October 2021
Today I dropped off my Schnauzie Roxy for an operation to remove a gland that became the size of a small ping pong ball. Driving away, my tears were unavoidable. This made me think about the close relationship people develop with their pets and the profound impact such a relationship has on the human psyche.
We believe they are going to live forever and see the kids grow up and grow old, we believe they are incomparable and invincible. And because we believe that, we forget their life span is about an seventh of ours (hence the age is roughly calculated by multiplying the pet's age with 7).
Having such a close companion to care for and enjoy life with, has been proven without a doubt to be better than living without pets. For us, Roxy is our therapist, playmate, life in a fluffy bundle and our best friend.
While repairing a chip in my windscreen, the vet calls with good news. Roxy's op went very well and she can be picked up as soon as she is is awake and ready to walk. Relief floods my heart and I whisper a prayer of thanks.
It is said the spirit of an animal doesn't exist. But I beg to differ. With her sitting on my lap, her eyes speak without words, straight to my heart, I know like I know her spirit is larger than life. So tonight I thank God for Roxy and her full recovery. Because I know He's got her. And because He's got this.
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