I know a lot of you have read some of my posts about my Soul Puppy Jasmine, about or relationship and about the change in her prognosis. Jasmine is terminal and we no longer have a calendar left we have if lucky weeks. So consider this a heads up... or warning. If you believe pain needs to be avoided at all cost Do NOT read anything else in this thread or the replies to it.
Adjusting to the coming pain is something that adults struggle with. We have a lifetime of experience to help us figure things out and know what to expect. Kids, well Kids are a clean canvas and if very lucky they have a chance to experience the death ( not loss) of a family member by not being sheltered by adults from the pain or the reality of life and the end of it.
I may be more sensitive to this since as a kid I never knew anyone older than my parents. Now my 5 grandkids are growing up in a home where Grandpa and I ( 67 and 51 ) will definetly check out sooner than later we are not people who send them a card and a couple of bucks from some far away place once or twice a year we are the ones who changed their butts, went to school and make their meals... I do not ever want to be the first big pain in a child's life. That is not how I want to be remembered.
Tristan remembers his Wicked Beth. Euth'ed because of Storm Rage at just over 5 years. a Painful painful loss for the whole family. Tris remembers how she loved him... He remembers from pictures and family stories. When another kid in the 3thrd grade told him "Your dog probably isn't dead , your folks may have sent her to THE farm.. " You remember THAT farm right?? the one Kid Shrinks told parents in the 50s and 60s would be a kinder way to let them deal with a dying pet... For doGs sake don't ever let them deal with death....
The kids and I had the talk about Jasmine last night. They cried and they asked questions, no question is off limits no question did not have an adult at least try to answer it. They all know Jasmine will be gone before the holidays, and maybe sooner, They Know we all will cry and hurt because not having her is going to be hard.
We are taking tons of pictures and talking about her a great deal. In our house as the kids have grown it is more common for them to bust each other for only a serious infraction, they cover for each other on the samller stuff or everyone blames the 2 year old...she really does not speak well enough to clear her name and she is a real wild child to start with. Hearing one come running to rat out another because they "pushed " one of the dogs or Heaven forbid hit or kicked one !! pretty hard core around here So the idea that G'ma and G'pa may have to take Jasmine to the vet to help her stop being sick had to be broached. They have helped dig graves and donated special toys or balnkeys in the past, Jasmine will not be buried. Like her mate Jazz will be cremated. Thier ashes like their blood in their pups forever mixed and some will be sent back to Africa to be spread in Zimbawe where the RR began. The kids will be put on line when that time comes to help pick out a donation for Kruger National Park, we have long funded Ranger salaries and rrs for training. They will be involved in the planning of a litter down the road, one that they will co own on and help to train. They need to know life is a circle , it begins, it ends... but not "really" they will understand rather than an expensive urn or memorial box there will be a family discussion on which of the RR rescues to donate to.... Of course we will respect the pain and the need to be quiet, or cry and of course we will understand there are a million questions when a group of kids are 2 to 8....
I am bringing this up for a few reasons. First, what is done is done. They know, this will not be a secret of a shock. Second I am struggling to handle the pain. This is not simply a beloved dog, she is my soul puppy, furchild, and best friend. When I nearly suceeded in a suicide attempt a few years back ( emotional and physical pain added to a drug that encourages thoughts of suicide) my almost last thoughts , the ones that got me to a hospital in time to correct what I had done..where not about the Hubs, the daughters , the grandkids...it was" please God Let Jasmine understand..." After that I got my butt into therapy and off of the Prescribed drugs that were supposed to make me a happy happy joy joy person but nearly allowed me to cut deep enough that a hospital would never have been able to sew my wrists back up... I knew she would not have forgiven me... She would have been mad as Hell. I could not ever do that to her Imagine how ticked my 2 legged girl friends were when they pressed for details and found out they were not part of the almost last thoughts??!!
And Finally I want you to have a heads up that any further posts may be tough..... The kids have asked if they can have their thoughts written with mine.... So tomorrow I will let them give some of thoes thoughts to me and I will write them word for word in this thread....
While I will accept with gratitude any positive vibes and thoughts that can be passed along to them I will not acknowledge any one with an agenda, without the life experience to accept there are things that can hurt , deeply and we have to learn life is what it is.... anyone wanting to send a snail mail note after this circle has closed to the kids would be welcomed. Anyone wanting to send them a email about the joy that awaits Jasmine when she crosses the bridge will be a blessed chance for the kids to know there are many people out there who understand their pain and KNOW life for Jasmine is going to be pretty great, being able to watch over them with her mate and my Mom....
This is not going to be a philosophical debate. I accept that some of you do not understand or have not found the soul in your dog. That does not demean you in anyway. It is simply not everyone finds them ... they are something you believe in or don't.
BUt this is about how to manage the pain that will fill the lives of a family so touched by a liver nosed dog that the closing of that circle will be life altering.....
Oh an don't worry I would never take the chance of p*ssing Jazz off the other way again. Thoes meds are long gone and my therapist is awesome and on speed dial
Bonita of Bwana