One
day, our neighbor showed up at our house with a little black
and white Boston Terrier. His name was Gizmo. Since we
already had another dog named Gizmo, we changed his name to
Joey. We never change pet names when a new one comes in the
home. We have always thought that with all the changes, a
name change was one that they DIDN’T need to go through. I
should have known at that point, he would turn our lives
topsy-turvy!
Joey was so funny and so different from our other dogs. He
would charge at flashes of light, chase laser lights on the
floor, play ball until he fell over, and attack every dog he
thought he could whip. The first part of that sentence was
things that were funny and fun but the second part-where he
attacks other dogs-was not so much fun.
We broke up multiple fights. Every time, someone would get
hurt. It could involve taking a dog to the vet for staples
or sutures or one of us having to go to the doctor for a
tetanus shot. We cracked down on him, but he continued to be
a little turkey when it came to fighting.
Joey was severely injured in one of the fights. He was
blinded. That was something that was so hard for us to
accept emotionally and mentally. We went through all the
stages of grief. He actually dealt with it better than his
“people”. It was such a difficult thing to accept.
Now, I have began to notice something special. Since he was
hurt, we have emotionally gotten closer to this little dog.
He was so busy chasing things, playing with things, fighting
with the other dogs that we were not able to bond with him
to the degree that we have bonded with our other dogs. We
didn’t even catch on to it. It was just how our relationship
with him evolved.
Now, this little dog seeks us out for comfort. He seeks us
out when he feels insecure. We are more protective of him,
we cherish him more. The changes of emotion have been nearly
overwhelming at times.
I have always tried to look for the bright side of things. I
never had a clue that I could find a bright side in the
blinding of a little dog. Happy about it? No. Never will be.
Glad that it could change things for the better? You bet!
We now have a fuller relationship with Joey. I have always
thought that the best thing a person could do was to would
be to adopt a handicapped pet. I thought that the rewards
that would come from loving and caring for an animal with
special needs would be so rewarding. I never had a clue that
we would end up with a blind dog, let alone one that we had
before it was blinded. I can now say, through personal
experience, that having a handicapped pet is a wonderful
thing.
Joey has opened up aspects of his personality to us that we
would have never been allowed to see if he had not been
injured so tragically. He has shown us a gentle dog that
loves hugs and cuddles. He has a forever home. He always
did. Now, he has a “new” home that he built in our hearts,
forever.
Seek pets out that NEED homes. Look to those that are not
what this world considers perfect. Hunt for those that have
the greater need for a forever home. They are waiting on
you..Julie
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