I’ve just learned that my favorite reindeer, Garbo, is gone. Her mom emailed me last night, explaining that Garbo started having some issues on Saturday, and by Sunday, she couldn’t walk and was in a great deal of pain. Thinking (hoping) it was her legs, Garbo was taken to her vet — who immediately referred her to a canine neurologist. I heard today from Garbo’s extended family at Barking Hound Village, her home away from home, that the big beautiful girl had developed a bacterial infection in her spine, and, unfortunately, she would never be able to walk again. The heartwrenching decision was made, and today Garbo was set free.
I find it difficult to describe our relationships with our dogs. I’m not a clever wordsmith or poet, and at times like this, words escape me.
All I know is that Garbo was completely and deeply loved.
My heart’s breaking for you, Becky.