Animals are such agreeable friends – they ask no questions; they pass no criticisms. George Eliot
This is my little Gracie. She’s 5lbs (or so) of spunk. She came into our lives after I accidently killed our rescue dog, Missy. She ran under my van while I was pulling out of the driveway and my 7-passenger van crushed her. She was so badly injured two vets recommended that we put her to sleep.
We did and it was one of the hardest days of my life and even years later I’m wracked with guilt about not preventing the accident and in making the choice to euthanize her rather than do surgery. I suppose it’s something I’ll never feel settled about.
Days after the accident I really felt I needed another pup – not to replace Missy – but to help with the grieving process. I was mourning the loss of my two children – one to college the other to his first home away from ours – and the loss was too great.
My sweet husband supported me even though he really didn’t want another dog and that’s how Gracie came to be with us. I named her Gracie to remind myself that I needed a little Grace…I didn’t purposely kill Missy and Gracie is my way of honoring her memory. Missy had a really hard life. She was taken from an abusive home. She was ill mannered, not house trained, and only responded to me (when at all). She was just finally fitting in.
Life has a funny way of teaching us lessons when we we’re least ready to deal. I’m facing the euthanasia of our oldest dog and it’s a decision made tougher by my experience with Missy. I’d have to say that she taught me Grace in how to live with a dog with special needs. Blaze can probably thank her for my patience in dealing with his illness.
I love this little girl.