It Makes My Heart Hurt, But She's "My Girl" Update

It Makes My Heart Hurt, But She's "My Girl"
update

Today, March 3rd 2017, is a very sad day in my and my wife's life. Our beloved dog Zita lost function in our back legs. We sadly had no choice but to send her wonderful positive energy out to the Universe. 

With tears in our eyes, I've decided to resend a post I wrote months ago knowing that this day would come. We loved her and she loved us for over 13 years. Life goes on, but it just won't be the same without her. 

If you have a loved one that you feel the same the way we felt about Zita, hug, kiss and love him or her right now, because this day will come like it or not.

Please read the Blog I wrote a few months ago:


Below are the first lines of the Temptations song "My Girl"

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
When it's cold outside
I've got the month of May
I guess you'll say
What can make me feel this way
My girl (my girl, my girl)
Talking about my girl (my girl)

I have two girls in my family. My beautiful and fabulous wife and my loving dog Zita. If you've been reading my blogs you know how much I appreciate my wife. However, I haven't said much about Zita. Zita is thirteen years old. For a sixty pound dog, that's around ninety human years.

Like most ninety year old people, Zita doesn't hear well, her sense of smell is diminished and she has two arthritic hips. Getting up and down steps in our house is a struggle for her. I just can't tell you how sad it is for my wife and I to watch her struggle. It Makes My Heart Hurt, But She's "My Girl."

At this age she is more loving than ever. I guess she knows she needs us more now than when she was younger. We took her off the street and when she was younger she was very independent. Now, she hugs us all the time. On one hand we love hugging her back. On the other hand we know she knows the end is near. It Makes My Heart Hurt, But She's "My Girl."

My wife and I made a pact that we would never allow her to suffer just to keep her alive. At her age, putting her through a hip operation is not acceptable. Sooo, we watch her struggle to get up our many stairs. She still is able to get there, but slowly, very slowly. It takes both my wife and me to help her get into the car when we take her to the Vet.  It Makes My Heart Hurt, But She's "My Girl."

We love her and she loves us. We appreciate her and she appreciates us. We know the day is soon so we treat her with the same dignity and respect we gave my eighty nine year old mother. 

We remember all the good times we've had with her. Just the other day we laughed with our cousin who Zita bit in the ass when she first met her. We remember how she fit in with everyone at our house parties - they loved giving her treats. Even today she smiles when we tell her we're having a party and many humans are coming over.

We hope we'll have her for one or two more years, but we're realistic.

It Makes My Heart Hurt, But She's "My Girl."