FOR POCA
I'm Steve, my wife is Marie, and we have Bo's grandma, Poca. I've been
sitting here quietly and I just felt like it was time for me to share
now because on this coming Sunday Poca will be 13 years old! I'm
sure that this is good news for lots of you out there who want to
enjoy your dogs for every moment you can, that they come from long-lived
stock. I've had to carry her up the stairs for the past two months,
but it's not quite her time yet. So her birthday seems like a good
occasion to share with all of you.
Unexpected things to be thankful for ...
I never expected, when we took in a 7 year old dog, to have her
to enjoy for this long. How thankful I am to see her sweet smile
every day.
Poca had panus and I never expected that her eyesight would not
worsen with age. What a blessing that she can still see!
I never expected that Poca would enter her first dog show at
age 9-3/4, and when winning, would leave the judge crying as
she handed us the ribbon, or that my wife would hear people in
the crowd crying and berating themselves at the same time with "You're not supposed to cry at
dog shows!" Running with her that day, I couldn't see what she
looked like but she felt like she was just floating along beside
me.
I never expected that we were getting a mother that investigated
every baby's cry to make sure that they were okay, or that would
bark an alarm when any kid in the neighborhood screamed.
I didn't expect Judy and Carl to be so gracious as to take Poca
for us each year when we went on vacation, no matter how many
dogs were in the house at the time. So many thanks, too, to
Judy's mom, who was always willing to be on hand to look after
her!
I had no idea that we had a dog who people were so excited
to see at the dog show, & I would lie to you if I didn't say that my
wife and I were greatly amused by excited people coming up to ask
us if they could take a picture of her! But we were also secretly
pleased that our sweet girl led a secret, double life of great fame
that we were unaware of.
How happy I am that the second half of Poca's life is
now longer than the first half, a half of a life that
some of you are aware of how horrible it was. There is
a God in heaven who knows when the sparrows fall from
the nest, and somehow I think that these last seven years
in Poca's life please Him.
But the real joy is one that comes every day, when your dog picks
up its ears at the sound of your footsteps, or comes up wanting
that special scratch, or just slowly follows you around the
house, lying down near wherever you are, just to be near you.
May all of you have your unexpected things to be thankful for
AND your everyday joys for years to come!
- Steve and Marie Suter
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