Cloning Your Pet — Another Thought on Letting Go

January 17, 2012 at 7:34 am | Posted in Life and Living | Leave a comment
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real Humphrey or Humphrey #2?

This past weekend I caught a glimpse of another disturbing “reality” show.  This one focused on people who were so attached to their pets that when the animals passed, the only way they could fill the void was by cloning their beloved pet.  For a pet owner and lover like me, I can understand the connection one has with their furry friend, but I have not lost touch with the reality that pets do pass and cannot ever be truly replaced.

To me, cloning is not the answer, and I’m pretty sure that the people who actually pay to have their pets cloned are easy targets for corrupted practices.  I mean, seriously, how the hell can you know for sure that this pet is the exact same animal as the one that passed?  It takes a serious believer (one may say a crazy or desperate person) to think that it is possible.

But really what the practice gets at is the mourning stage of a person who just cannot reach acceptance, cannot take the memory of their pet and maybe put that love toward another needy animal.  People who cannot move on.  People who cannot let go.

Last month I wrote a post about baggage that touched about this idea of letting go. That post focused on the things we carry with us through life and the things that hold us back.  The death of a loved one is certainly a huge piece of baggage, one that every single person will experience in their life.  No one can ever replace that person or animal that loved us and that we loved unconditionally.

But you have got to keep living and honoring their memory.  I know a lot of dog owners who can’t read books about dogs because they always end the same way — a life well lived that ends with loved ones seemingly forever in mourning.

The thought that my beloved dog won’t be with me forever is never far from my mind.  He is my first dog, my very best friend.  And when he goes, I will have so many memories and so much heartache, it may be unbearable.  But I will not replace him.  Yes, I will get another dog, but I will do so in honor of him and to give back to the species that has given me so much.

No one will ever replace him.  A clone just wouldn’t do. But there are so many other animals who need homes and I know I will fall in love all over again.

He’s with me today, and that’s all that counts, and I will enjoy every day that he is here on this side of the grass, and will carry his memory with me forever. And when his time comes, I will let him rest peacefully and not attempt to resurrect his soul.

This post is dedicated to Maggie Devon — a dog who created very many smiles and touched many lives. We miss you Maggie!

Woman’s Best Friend (and I don’t mean chocolate, this time)

April 20, 2010 at 7:36 am | Posted in Family Ties | 6 Comments
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I used to take the big yellow bus when I was in middle school.  The bus driver was a cool, quiet black man named Donald, and the bus assistant was this old, cranky woman named Marge.  Clearly, she got abused on the bus.  The bus stopped right in front of my house, but I never took it from there. There was a stop down the block, an earlier one, that I went to because there were two golden retrievers, neighbors, that were always tied up on their lawns.  Thus began my love affair with dogs.

I didn’t get my first dog until I was 24.  I was still living at home at the time and my father was going through some mid-life “changes” if you will.  Instead of buying a shiny new red corvette, he decided it was about time we get a dog.

We decided on a yellow English Labrador retriever, male.  My boyfriend at the time had a black lab that I was smitten with, which drove this decision (not to mention that labs are obviously the sweetest).  It took three tries for our breeder to get it right, and even when he finally brought us our pup, he grew to look a bit different than an English lab.  His build and work ethic have led us to believe he is an American lab.  We of course love him just the same.

Our dog would soon move out with me and visit his “grandparents” on the weekend.  This dog has truly gone through every up and down in my life, and there’s been a lot of them over the past four years.  He was there every night I cried when breaking up with my college boyfriend, he was there when I was bitten by another dog, he was there when I slipped on black ice and fell on my head.  No matter the worry, he has been there to make me smile every day, no matter how much I may yell at him for barking, or getting into the garbage.

You really don’t know the love a dog can give you until you have one.  I have a few friends who get this, and the people who don’t, don’t care.  To the ones who don’t care, you’ll never know what you are missing.

People don’t really change, but the situations they are put in and the decisions they make may make you change your opinion of them.  Time changes things for people.  But for dogs, life is not lived on a clock.  Life is lived by enjoying the company of loved ones everyday, by chewing on a bone or playing fetch with their owner, by going for a walk or cuddling.  Dogs show unconditional love to those lucky enough to share their lives with one.

Through all the hard times, through the sacrifices you make to your lifestyle to include a dog, it’s all worth it.  A dog will always have your back.

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