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Hey, Boo

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For the last few days we knew that yesterday was coming. Rod – a guy from Vancouver (Washington not British Columbia) that Kraig and Barbara know from the Oregon Country Fair, whom I had met there in the summer – came over to fit a new carpet in their living room. Y’know, I watch people working, doing stuff that people with real jobs do (rather than swanning around the Americas and occasionally drawing some pixelly crap), and I’m always amazed at the skill involved. Watching him made me imagine that laying carpet is easy, but, of course, I know it isn’t; it’s just Rod’s skill.

And, well, things never happen the Hollywood way; including the sad things. As the living room was being re-carpeted, with all of the displaced furniture that such a task demands, there was the sound of wheels on gravel. The vet had arrived. It was time for Buddha, one of Kraig and Barbara’s dogs. Suffering from a knackered knee and hips, it was time. Kraig took Buddha and the other dogs, Annie and Nemo, for a walk around the (large) garden. When they got back, I gave Buddha one last goodbye rub on his neck, said “Hey, Boo” one last time and, not sure what to do with myself, I went into the dog run and kept Annie and Nemo company. Buddha was laid on a blanket on the deck next to the hot tub. Kraig and Barbara with him, as the vet did what she had to do. From where I was stood, his eyes looked golden. He went to sleep. We all cried, including the vet. Rod continued laying carpet, away from the sadness. I left Kraig and Barbara alone for a few moments, and had a smoke on the other side of the garden. Then Kraig and I filled the grave with soil.

Rod finished the carpet. We moved the furniture back. A guy in a big truck delivered propane to heat the house. We pottered around. Kraig and Barbara did stuff in and around the house. I fiddled with some HTML. They went in the tub. I went in the tub and looked at the amazingly clear sky, at Venus shining very brightly, while the neighbours argued in their garden. We ate and watched the thoroughly disappointing “Spiderman 3.” Then it was bedtime. Goodnight, Boo.

Written by Craig

January 14th, 2009 at 9:18 pm

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6 Responses to 'Hey, Boo'

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  1. “From where I was stood, his eyes looked golden.” That’s touching.
    Bye Boo!


    15 Jan 09 at 08:00

  2. You made me cry. At work. Now I just want to go home and hug my cat who hasn’t been well and not let her go.

    I hope you guys are all okay.


    15 Jan 09 at 14:11

  3. Poor puppy, also nearly crying at work, lump in throat.


    15 Jan 09 at 14:26

  4. Aw no, you’ve got me going too! I miss my old pup :’-(

    Hugs all round.


    15 Jan 09 at 19:30

  5. Thanks everyone, for your caring thoughts on the loss of our dear dog, Buddha. We feel the love. We appreciate your kind comments. Thanks Craig, for not running off, but sticking around to share our sad day. You’re a true friend. Come back soon.


    18 Jan 09 at 04:52

  6. What a heroic little fellow Buddha was. He was the personification of “good boy”! I enjoyed his life every time I visited him at Barbara and Kraig’s place. I sign off with tears of joy and sadness.

    Don Wright …Buddha’s granddad.


    19 Jan 09 at 04:01

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