Last Sunday my sister had to say goodbye to her beloved best friend and loyal companion, Lucy, the bulldog. After 11 beautiful years on Earth, Lucy’s body was failing her and she finally gave Dionne permission to let her go. As a friend so perfectly stated, “she gave [Lucy] the hardest but kindest gift” in the end.
I have experienced the passing of a pet before. I have had pain and sadness in my life… but I’m not sure I have ever been so sad as I was last week. I cried for my sister and her loss. I cried for all the forgotten animals who never had the chance to live a life so full and loving as our own cherished pets. I cried for myself because my own Bulldog, Cookie, is getting older and well… you know. But, I also cried for Lucy, because she was now finally free to run and play. She really was the fastest, toy loving-est bulldog I have ever seen. SO FAST! When I picture her at the Rainbow Bridge, I see her as a perfect fawn colored puppy, running wild, eyes wide open and jowls flapping in the wind. Oh, and wearing tube socks.
This is a testimony to the power of loving a dog. Their power to heal us, fill our emptiness, and cure our loneliness with unparalleled loving kindness. Andrew W.K. penned a lovely article about the privilege of spending time with these “miracle angels of God.” I hope you will read it and share it with anyone who has had to say goodbye to their canine companion and might find comfort in this reminder.
I wrote Lucy a tiny goodbye letter and dropped it off at the Tiny Post Office in Tilden Park. Tim and I had been hiking this area one day, and then, upon returning home, learned about this treehouse treasure in the woods where we had just been! We went back the following day to find it.
My letter was addressed to Lucy c/o the Rainbow Bridge and I even put a stamp on it, so I hope she gets it. I also left her a little friend. You can see that other visitors have left tokens and various personal effects for the fairies.
Among the tiny treasures, I found a tiny book. The first page I opened to was my favorite Aesop’s fable. A little spark of magic, as this story has special meaning for my sister and I.
I believe in magic. I believe in spirituality and reincarnation. I believe we will meet up with Lucy again. She was so loved, a selfless and noble being who brought out the best in everyone. And blessed her mother’s life with unconditional love and beauty.
She will be in our hearts always.
Goodbye, sweet Lucy! You were the best damn dog in the world and forever would not have been enough. Run free and wild!