Good-bye Zen Buddha

Seems like I just wrote a similar post about our Zephie. Makes me wonder if dogs who grow up together have the same special bond that people who have been married for years and years have. They say if one spouse dies, the other typically follows within in year. They die of a broken heart disguised as something else.

About two weeks ago Zen started to act a bit under the weather and just like that, she's gone. Stupid, stinking, Leukemia. It certainly makes me realize how quickly you can lose something you love and how we shouldn't take even one second for granted.

This morning we spent 2 hours saying our good-byes. Lots of hugs and cuddles and whispers of "good dog" to our sweet Zen. I hope she understood how much we loved her and how hard it was to say good-bye. Above all, I hope there is a doggie heaven and that she is there now. I hope she and Zephie had an amazing reuinion today. I hope they wrestled, chased each other and then took a long, happy nap side by side.

Zen had such a sweet spirit. Smarter than she let on and always ready to make you feel loved. I will never forget the day we adopted her from the pound. Pushing every inch of herself against the door of her cage - to get as much physical contact as possible. Her irrational fear of new pillows and balloons still stumps me and make we wonder what happened to her before she came to live with us. I hope above hope that we gave her a good and happy life.

We spent some time this morning telling stories about our crazy Zen. How she chased bunnies till her feet were sore. How she ate the book we got in her so called obedience class. And, how she would break out of the backyard any chance she got to roam the neighborhood in California. It was hard to see her leave us. She and I shared a kindred spirit. I thank God for sharing her with us. She will always have a piece of my heart.

Good-bye my sweet Zen. Sleep well, girl.