Originally Posted by
KBC
Upon reading the poem(post) I got very emotional.There isn't any emocons for tears so you'll just have to picture a 245lb man with salt-n-pepper hair tearing up over a bunch of words.
Lakota was my first 'solo' pet.He was a gift from friends I counseled in drug addiction.
A Norwegian Elk Hound,,with the salt-n-pepper hair I have..just a few more streaks of solid where mine is through and through..:)
I received his life when my daughter first moved in with me,it was a time when I needed him,and her,and freedom,,many things culminated to that central point.
In the years he was with me,I went through many changes,many heartaches,many difficult times,but he was my rock,always there to give me that shoulder to lean on,to be my companion when I would be without.We spent almost all my time away from work together.
A few years ago he followed me out the road,I didn't do my morning greeting to him,I selfishly was in a rush,neglecting his need to be addressed.At 5 AM there isn't really a whole lot of traffic out here in the boonies,there isn't at 5 PM either,,but this morning there happened to be a truck passing the other way,,just as Lakota crossed the road behind me,the truck struck.:(,,I had no idea:(
I was on the job,feeling bad about something,,perhaps I knew already.I got a call from my father,he had come by to perhaps see Lakota,and couldn't find him(That alone was a scare),,eventually he was found beside the road..
I was in total denial,like a robot,I wrapped him in a sheet,took him to the old property where he grew up and buried him at his favorite play place,,a watering hole at the very edge of the property.I spread his toys around in hopes his spirit would find comfort in the familiar.Then I broke.
It took a while for me to leave,me,not being religious,still made him a cross and hung his tags for a marker.
If there is a rainbow bridge,a place he is waiting for me to return to him,,I sure hope there is.