Monday, February 24, 2014

Sweet Barkley

Barkley,  with his Dad.    (Picture: )

          A friend of ours made a very sad announcement a couple of hours ago.    Her beloved black Labrador Retriever,  Barkley has passed, the result of an advanced cancer which was not readily treatable.  Devotees to her blog have enjoyed the wonderful adventures of Barkley for some time.  Barkley would swim on his birthday, and had special food from his devoted "mom".    In fact, I feel as if a friend is gone.

        It has always struck me as sad that we, as human beings,  often live a life of eighty years, and that our beloved canine friends often pass from Earth between eight and twelve.   I have come to believe that it often takes us, as humans, seventy or eighty years to learn as much as we need to know in order to go on to the next place, with regard to love and loyalty.  This seems to be knowledge that our beloved canine friends acquire much faster than we do, and in a much shorter time span.

         Please take a look at this link, and if you are so moved, please leave a message of condolence for the family of a fine boy.



lotta joy said...

I was there earlier. It makes me SICK to hear of beloved pets leaving, when it's the LAST thing they'd do on their own.

JaneofVirginia said...

I have euthanized several of my dogs and a couple of alpacas, probably only hours before their natural deaths, but then we saved them some of that suffering. I have no doubt I will see them again.
Barkley was a fine boy and I loved hearing all about him.

BBC said...

This seems to be knowledge that our beloved canine friends acquire much faster than we do, and in a much shorter time span.

It's easy for our pets to take to us and the rest of the world, they don't have to work for shelter and food and build empires and all those things. We take care of most things for them, they don't even know what a vet bill is, and could care less.

JaneofVirginia said...

This is a good point, BBC. After my dog Bagel had a stroke, our vet said that if we could get him through about two weeks afterward that he would be fine, because "Dogs don't need to balance checkbooks". She was right. He recovered and lived five more years ! Thanks for posting.

Brigid said...

At the time I couldn't bear to read this Now I can and I laughed. Look really closely at the hands. I am NOT that hairy :-) That's Partner with Barkley. Bless you for remembering him, and me.

JaneofVirginia said...

I can't believe I wrote "Mom". I must not have been seeing well that day, must have been the tears in my eyes. I have fixed it !
Love to you both,