Out of Normal: My little Benz.

August 20, 2003

My little Benz.

I guess that I have failed to mention to any of you that I have a little Benz. I've had it for about 10 years, and will never forget the day that It was brought home. My dad was dying in the hospital, and we all thought that it would bring a degree of comfort to the family. Before any of you go on a tyrade about how a material posession could bring solace during a time of pain, let me explain something. Benz is a Yorkshire terrier.

Right now Benz is laying at my feet, and it is very noticeable that his breathing is quite labored and shallow. To see his little body fight for each breath absolutely tears my heart into pieces. I know that our time together is going to be short and I am not ready to say goodbye to a very loyal and dear friend. I have always been the one in my family to take our previous dogs to be put down when the time came, yet I somehow cannot bring myself to do that this time. I guess that I am being selfish, but Benz has been with me through so much.

Posted by Broch at August 20, 2003 12:38 AM

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Broch, Thank you for sharing this part of you and Benz.

Posted by: C. at August 20, 2003 03:29 AM

Benz hates me, or my feet to be more specific. That little pup would burn 10,000 calories yipping and nipping at my feet every time I've gone to see broch. For being all of a pound and a half of dog, he thinks he's quite a bit larger. My brother lost his best hunting dog early this year; he was quite old and they'd been through a number of fun times. That dog hated me too, more specifically, my hand...I still bear the scar. When my brother told me he lost his best friend, I knew it wasn't just a euphemism. Last night my little pup (what is she now, 8 years?), Syd, somehow hurt her paw...I can't figure how and there's nothing I can detect wrong, but still today, she limps. I have to carry her outside for her bizness... I guess my point is, these friends we have in our lives...some human, some not; are a part of us and who we are. Wanting to keep them near us is selfish, but I really don't see the problem with that.

Posted by: nose at August 20, 2003 08:43 AM

Was just checking on you. You sound like you are doing ok. Hope you are well! Smiles, Amy

Posted by: Amy at August 20, 2003 01:22 PM

Sorry to hear Benz is not doing well. Carry that pup out into the cool night air for walks, add some copious BONZ and and all the gravy train you can get your hands on to treat the lil pup in these times. Never know, he may be sick? and may bounce back. Often, little dogs live a long time but love him and cherish every minute. I just lost Schatzie (in a drowning) so I can relate when man's best friend, wanes.

Posted by: wendel at August 20, 2003 06:46 PM

I'm sorry to hear about Benz. I'm sure you loved him, and he loved you. I guess I can't say anything to make it better, but you have my sympathy.

Posted by: Kim at August 21, 2003 10:25 AM

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