The law of balance

Having still not come down from the spectacular news about my cat Earl, our family was dealt a pretty big blow by Lacy's veterinarian today. I have mentioned Lacy before, but in case you're new here: Lacy is/was a beautiful German Shepherd -- the sweetest soul -- who belonged to my Uncle Greg (R.I.P.) and Aunt Peggy (R.I.P.) from the time she was six weeks old. After my aunt's death, she was shuffled around a bit between family members until about a year ago when I picked her up and she's lived with me ever since. She was to be 13 years old this August 22nd. Back to the vet visit... we were told that her kidneys and liver were both failing; there was nothing we could do to save her and over the next few weeks she would die a miserable, painful death. My mother made the very difficult decision to have her euthanized.

I asked my Uncle Greg for his blessing... yes, I believe in ghosts, spirits and reincarnation of the individual soul (non-Buddhisty of me, but that is my belief) and on the off chance that Greg has not taken a new life form just yet, I thought it was worth a shot. Right after I asked Greg to join us, I smelled marijuana. Uncle Greg was terminally ill for a while and loved his refer. Sometimes Lacy would act like she was playing with somebody and I'd smell that same odor so smelling it again at the vet's office... well, I took that as a sign that we were doing the right thing.

So long, Lacy. I hope you make it to human form next life. You certainly earned it!!!