As all of us who are adoptive parents of rescued pets know, these sweet creatures, by and large, come from less than ideal circumstances. Many are abandoned,abused,ignored and/or used and then tossed aside when they no longer serve the purpose for which they were "obtained". All they want is to have good food, a warm place to lay their heads and to be loved as any sentient being has a right to be. In return, they love unconditionally and totally. When we leave their presence for any length of time, they happily greet us with doggy tail wags and kisses, kitty purrs and rubs, parrot screams of greeting-however they express their joy.
For a short time, we reap the benefits of love, joy and rapture for little effort on our part. To them, we are the sun, moon and stars-and an occasional treat! To us, they are the joy of our lives, and sometimes they are the reason we can get up and function in this upside-down world. I think we get more from them than they'll ever know.
Chiba came to us from an unknown past...we think she was a throw-away mom. She fit in nicely with Rocky, who was also from an unknown past,and she adopted us all as her family. The two who came after her were likewise adopted by Chiba, who became their mom. She kept everyone in line and then lay back to watch them all. She has never been one to complain and would accept almost anything. When this terrible cancer began to grow inside her, she didn't let on that she was uncomfortable. She stoically carried on:even though her little girl started to challenge her place in the pack, she would put her in her place, sometimes with our help.
Now, as her face gets thinner and her little body is getting weaker, she never complains. There are no whimpers or growls, only charm and grace, and bravery worthy of any warrior princess. She eats, drinks and rests. She wants to take her walks, which have to be abbreviated because of her weakness. She can't understand why she can't take me around the school field and then for blocks-I watch her breathing and her gait and turn for home at shorter and shorter distances. With the oppressive heat we've had, walks are fewer and shorter. Some days, she is confused and doesn't seem to remember what we were going to do. She looks up, then back and forth, and then turns back towards the house. She has good days and not so good days(today). We pray for more good days. We know she'll let us know when she's ready to leave us. I hope we recognize her signs. We'll hate to say good-bye to our friend,our companion,our princess.
Thank you all for your care and friendship. Although we've been absent from these pages, you've always been in our hearts. We'll let you know how things are when we can. Love, Pack-Mom
Come visit me, Angel Lawanna - 5/2/05-1/28/15, Angel Manatee RIP 4/9/2013, Angel Rocky 10/5/03-1/13/14, My Angel Chiba-I love Angel Balto XXXOOO