The Love and Loss of a Pet
Where do you even begin? Most people are pet owners at some point in their life. Our family has had four golden retrievers since my husband and I have been married. Each one dear to us, but none like our last retriever whose name was Cash. He was named after Johnny Cash as we got him the same year Johnny passed away. And our family all loved Johnny’s music. He still pops up on our playlists regularly.
We had Cash for 13 years and he was just the best darn dog ever. Our children were teenagers when we got him, and our middle daughter took over the training of him when we took him to puppy obedience. Which is another topic I am going to talk about a little later. Anyways, once a week we would drive into Prince Albert and attend classes at that time at Mont St. Joseph. It was an awesome place to do training.
The residents absolutely loved having dogs to watch being trained and then being able to pet and interact with them. It brought such joy to their faces. A pet is therapeutic for seniors as well as a lot of other people. There has been lots of research done on pets and people and they know pets are a very good thing for people. They are good company, can help heal your heart and your mind and they always bring joy.
Cash loved to retrieve. He would chase a “chuck it ball” all day long. As long as someone wanted to throw the ball he would retrieve and run after the ball again. Eventually we would tire out and would put a rock to his nose so he could capture the scent, throw the rock into a bush and he would come out 3-5 minutes later with the same rock. Our kids’ friends were always amazed by his ability to do this. Cash was a friend to everyone. He never bit or fought another dog. He loved absolutely everyone and was tolerant of all. Something we could all practice in our own lives.