Wayne Weekly “Every Dog Has Its Day…and So Might We”

You may have heard the expression “every dog has its day”. The definition according to the internet is “everyone will have good luck or success at some point in their lives”. Well, whether that holds up in all cases is probably not likely.

Our family pet dog, Dazy Dew did have her success. She became part of the Taylor family ten years ago. She was adopted and brought home by my youngest daughter Janelle. I remember clearly the day my wife called me here at work asking if we can take her in. What! We already had two terriers, a West Highland and a Cairn, and to have a third canine, well, I don’t think so. I said, no, I just don’t think we should go that route. The tears of my wife and two daughters began to flow through the phone line. Man, I am not good with tears. I caved in.

Dazy Dew quickly stole my heart. As time went by, we lost our terriers, only “Dew” remained.

As empty nesters, my wife Evie and I really bonded with our Puggle. She became our shadow. Dazy would wake me up every morning with a cry like a mom dog calling her puppies to a meal. I would look down into her face and reach down and pet her and often tell that she was a “good girl”. Sime mornings she would jump the gun and it would be around 4:30 or so. That was not pleasant. I would tell Dazy it was “too early”. She understood and would go away for a while, soon to return.

I can honestly say, along with countless pet owners, we loved our dog. So much joy delivered on those four furry paws.

Dazy Dew passed Monday. She lost the use of her hindquarters almost overnight. Evie and I and daughter Jill took her to Cornell University to the “Companion Animal Hospital”. She was evaluated. News was bad. She was suffering and most likely would never walk again. Dazy passed away under the hugs and tears of her family. We took her home.

Dew is buried with my Terriers in our back yard now. We still grieve at our loss, but thank the Lord we had her loving companionship all these years.

I know dogs don’t have souls like humans. But they have the spirit of life that came from God. Sure, I would love to see all my precious pets again, but we don’t have that promise. Right now the loving memories will have to do.

Psalm 50:10-11 “For every beast of the forest is mine, the cattle on a thousand hills. I know all the birds of the hills, and all that moves in the field is mine.”