Nobody Could Have Loved Him More

This is a poem written by my mom shortly after I lost the first one of my dogs to health problems and old age.  


Nobody Could Have Loved Him More
 
Today sadness overflows from our hearts. The sky too is raining as if mourning our loss, the rain drops like tears reverberating off awnings and roof tops; they seem to chant
....Mikey's gone, Mikey's gone.

From a puppy he was doted on, his days filled with playthings and walks in the park.There was never a question as to whether or not he was loved. And he fancied himself your protector, puffing himself up as if he could take on the biggest fiercest dog, but we knew, his bark was way worse than his bite.  For years he was your shadow, pining when he could not go where you went, joyous upon your return.


Fourteen years....old dog, blind and deaf at the end, he proved himself tough. I think the only thing that kept him going so long was your undying love.  I watched as you made sacrifice after sacrifice, sleeping on the hard living room floor with him curled beside you, when he could no longer manage the stairs; putting his needs above your own.  Fourteen years...and it was time.  Now, the biggest sacrifice of all, having the courage to let him go. How hard those final moments were for you, and Mikey - brave and true to the end. 


This poem is a tribute, to Mikey and you, his devoted best friend. He was as close to Heaven as any animal could get on earth.   He could not see or hear you in his final moments, still he sniffed the air, he knew you never deserted him but were there till the end.  Nobody could have loved him more, nobody.
 
Betty  Bleen
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