Pets Are Family Too!

Today I had a long conversation with one of my co-workers. As I sat in her office we began to talk about pets and how we both felt they could feel your pain...meaning they could sense when something was wrong. This brought back many, many memories of my sweet, Gunnar. The flood gates were now open. I told my co-worker the story of Gunnar and how he had come to pass. That is a memory forever etched in my mind. To this day, I swear I can hear the pitter patter of feet across our wood floors. I miss him waking me up every morning, as if to say "Momma it's time for me to eat." Some people don't consider pets "family" but I most certainly do. They are the secret keepers, the ones we can always confide in, they know our deepest thoughts and our secrets are safe with them. Truth of the matter is, they really are our greatest companions. They say you can tell a person's heart from the way the treat their animals, and I for one believe this statement to be true. Lord knows I miss that dog something terrible. My Gunnie Guns... Jeremy and I made the decision to have Gunnar cremated. He sits by the back door to this very day. He always did like to sunbathe...I can picture him laying there right now. Spoiled dog! He always knew how to make us smile. Never a dull moment with a Weimaraner! I miss the way he would curl up in my lap, just like a baby and lay there looking up at me. I miss rubbing his ears and hearing him groan because it felt so good. I miss the nudge he would give me when I stopped petting him. For a moment, it is as if he never left us. Gunnar was a bright dog. One command and that is all it took. Gunnar never messed around when it came to his food either, scoop and then move...that was his philosophy. He didn't mess around with bones either...don't even think about eye balling this, or it is on like Donkey Kong! He never was good at sharing. Haha! Jeremy and I would often play fetch with Gunnar in our back yard. He NEVER got tired of this, again I repeat NEVER got tired of this! From sun up to sun down..ohhh ohhh ohhh throw me the ball, do it again, and again and again and again! He would literally chew them to smithereens. James was not quite two years when he passed, but he is able to recognize him in old pictures. I wonder how those two would be today? I recall the first night James stayed at my in-laws house. Gunnar kept pacing back and forth from his room. In and out, out and in, looking at Jeremy and I like "where's he at"? That night he even slept in the floor of his room. I know James would love him. To My Gunnar, Mom, Dad and Brother miss you tremendously. We often think about you, and we hope you know how very much you were loved while here on this Earth. You brought so much joy and laughter into our lives. Sometimes we often question ourselves about putting you down. I felt as if I were playing God. I would like to think you are in Heaven with the rest of our dog family that has gone on before. Play all the fetch you want and please send my love. We love and miss you like crazy. Thank you for being my best friend, my buddy, my secret keeper, my snuggle buddy, a listener, but most of all, thanks for being apart of our family!