Thursday, June 2, 2011

It doesn't take long...

I have learned that it doesn't take long for someone or something to make its way into your heart.

For almost a year, I have been spending a few hours a week with a friend's two dogs, Diego and Eva. We have played and walked together, and I have come to enjoy spending time with both of them.

The dogs are siblings, although Diego was 7 and Eva just a puppy when I met them. He was always patient and forgiving of his younger sister, who is full of energy and excitement. When he felt like rough-housing, he would let her "attack" him, and he would fight back, but I never once heard her whine in pain. He fought gently, teaching her in his own way, I suppose.

Monday night I received a text from their owner: Diego had been hit by a car. Blood was everywhere, he had at least a broken leg and they were rushing to the local animal hospital.

The next text I received was that Diego had died.

Needless to say, I was shocked. I was just not prepared for either his sudden death or the fact that I had grown so fond of this dog. I still find myself shaking my head at the realization that he's gone.

But, I am glad I got to know him, even if it was for a brief time. He was the epitome of the old idiom "Don't judge a book by its cover." Diego was stern looking and his bark intimidating, but inside was a gentle, kind dog with a big heart.

He will be missed.


  1. very sad news... i am soo sooo sorry, animals love unconditional and it does sound that you did too... rest in peace little diego... my best wishes to you and your family.

  2. I am so sorry about Diego. We've had cats for just a few months now and one had to have an operation because he swallowed some hair bands. It was very traumatic. I never thought I'd be so attached so quickly. May Diego rest in peace.

  3. i am so sorry to hear :( our pets are our babies.

  4. Sorry to hear about this Joe. I am such a dog lover that it's not funny. If anything happen to my dogs, I would be an emotional mess - that's how bad I am. I always keep my younger dog on a leash when I let him out because he will take off in a moment's notice and my biggest fear is him getting off his leash and getting hit by a car. That happened to my first dog Peaches when I was a little kid. Vet told us that she was going to die and somehow, by some miracle, she recovered and lived with us another 6-7 years.