Rainbow Bridge - October 12, 2007
Buddy came to our family on September 5, 2001. He was approximately
old, according to the vets. I was divorced and back living with my
We had a Beagle named Murphy who had died of cancer on June 14th. Though
just wanted to go to the shelter and pick out a cute pooch, my Mom
another Beagle. But I knew what she really wanted was Murphy. So we
around and found Buddy right in our own local animal shelter. He had
wandering around the city, no ID and no one coming to look for him.
him home in the car and he was just so thrilled. We walked in the front
door and he
literally froze for a few minutes, just scared out of his mind. He
then proceeded to
walk around the entire house for approximately 90 minutes, sniffing
My mother thought he was nuts. She wanted to name him Murphy also,
didn't think that was fair to him. The workers at the shelter had named
I thought that was cute, but my Mom didn't like it. Yes my Mom did
always get her
way. I then remembered a film called "Regarding Henry", where Harrison
a Beagle puppy and his daughter names it Buddy. So hence the name.
must mention that half the time my Mom called him Murphy anyways.
Buddy's life was not to be easy. He suffers from anxiety separation
and of course
he was with us right before 9/11. Then in March of 2002, I became seriously
was hospitalized for four weeks. So, I was gone and my parents were
at the hospital
everyday. Three months later, my Dad collapsed and died right here
in the house at
the age of 83. And now he was gone, my Mom was severely depressed and
trying to hold it together. Two months later, my Mom had a heart attack.
She was in
the hospital for only a week, but I was there everyday and Buddy was
Four short months later, in December, my Mom collapsed from a severe
died here in the house also. Makes you wonder about this house, doesn't
Buddy and I were together always. I was on disability and so depressed
at the loss
of my parents and so obsessed with being just me and Buddy. In February
Buddy started drinking water like we lived in the middle of the desert.
I knew in my
heart that it was diabetes, but I was so hoping it wasn't. The vet
confirmed this and
began the battle to give the insulin shots, which became a wrestling
me and Buddy. But only one month later, Buddy developed severe pancreatitis.
was in the vets for a good ten days and so close to death, but miraculously
through. With the help of the wonderful people of The Rainbow Bridge
Buddy and I are now in a routine and no longer have wrestling matches
with his shots.
However, eye drops are another story. Buddy developed cataracts and
had already had optic nerve damage and therefore is mostly blind and
the surgery. But his does very well getting around and hopefully will
for many years to
come. I believe that God sent Buddy to me because he knew that I indeed
going to need a Buddy and I do. I thank God everyday for my Buddy.
"Do Small Things With Great Love" Mother Teresa