RIP SHACKO
(picture by Kawster)
One minute with you is like eternity, yet a lifetime
is just a twinkle of the eye.
We are the molecules around the atom of love.
Today is yesterday witch means tomorrow has already been.
We can not love life if death is the shadow in our hearts.
Birth, life, death; this is the circle of our life
and our karma,
Because there is no beginning and no end.
Is there a positive there is a negative;
Therefore if death is eternal –
so is life.
My beloved Shacko was a true Rhodesian Ridgeback. He was all heart. Even the vet could tell how large his heart was on the x-rays! He was
given medicine for his enlarged heart and the medicine did wonders for him! He started to jump and play like a youngster again! But alas,
the extra oxygen that now was pumping around in his body, gave him just more problems; the back-foot he broke 5 years ago now gave him problems. '
So did his emphysema. No pills could reduce the liquid in his lungs enough for him to breathe properly while playing. The angle of his croup had
changed considerable the last year, and with the small leaks from his rear end while sleeping, made me check his spinal-cord at the vets. And sure
enough, he had arthritis. While on his medication and being kept still, he was feeling just great! But when would the pain become dangerous for my
Granddaughter and other children that loved to cuddle with this gentle dog? And would his back-end collapse one day during a walk in the woods?
No way that was ever going to happen. He has now passed over to Rainbow Bridge, awaiting our call the day we pass over.
Shacko, my Shacko.