Selenelucina
February 23rd, 2001, 06:43 PM
Since in my last post, I referred to you all as my family, in one way or another, I want you to know that my old lady doggie, LucyJoeCocker (a Spaniel), so named to honor the Sun Goddess Lucina, because I am Selene, the moon, and a Libra who needs balance, and also because, "she was so beautiful to me,"....died today at 8:25am.
Lucy was my furred baby, my familiar, and an old, crotchety, sickly lady, whom I loved more than I can express. She was perfect for our family. The kids were going, going, gone, and I found her at the shelter, about a day away from the lethal injection. Not perfect, lots of medical problems, but the same ones I'd dealt with, with my children, so she just slid right into my heart and our lives. A psychic astrologer, who didn't know me from Ceres, told me that I had acquired a dog, who would be my angel. Not all dogs are angel dogs, she said, and her's wasn't, but mine was, and would be who kept me alive during some hard times in the next few years. And she told the truth.
Lucy started losing her mind a few months ago; subtle things, but when she attacked me last week, over a dish that fell out of the freezer, and I had to assume a submissive floor posture to get her out of my face (this was not my first challenge from her lately for Alpha Bitch position, and I rarely lose, with anyone, human or otherwise. LOL), I got scared. I felt that, again, she didn't recognize me, and I made an appointment the next day to talk to our wonderful vet, a Goddess herself, Dr. Anna. She reminded me that she'd told me the day would come when I'd have to make "the decision" and that she knew (she did) how much I loved Lu, but that THIS was the final gift I could give her. And for whom was I keeping her at my side? Without trust, and knowing now that this once sweet old doggy viewed everything at her level as prey, how could I let her sit outside with me, and watch the neighbors' kids in the coming Spring? We decided on today, and after a semi-sweet day yesterday of goodbyes, we did our blessings on her at home this morning, first, committing her little soul to the Goddess, anointing her with sea water and salt, and in the little green room, at the vet's, gave her a piece of candy, so she would cross the Rainbow Bridge and meet the Lady with a final sweet taste in her mouth. It was over fast and she just put her head in my hand and stared into my eyes as she truly, went to sleep.
My husband and I did the Devotion for the Dead for her, there, put a sterling pentagram in her mouth, and left her. Doctor Anna is going to take her to her farm in West Virginia, and bury Lucina there, only the 2nd pet in the practice in 15 years to be honored in this manner.
How else do I give thanks for the almost 7 years of love and devotion and challenge and joy? And for the pain also, of knowing what that love means? I can only ask that the Lady bless us again, with another creature in need, in time, because Momma Selene needs to nurture. Today our hearts are broken, and the pain comes in waves. I have lost loved ones before, human and critter, but never one who was truly my soulmate. I know I'll see her again, but please excuse me for going on like this, and please excuse me if I don't write for a few days. And if you have an extra
blessing or two, send it to my furred child, confidant and companion. I can't remember the singer, but the song goes, "If there ain't no dogs in Heaven, then Heaven ain't where I want to be." Ditto. In Mourning, Selene
Lucy was my furred baby, my familiar, and an old, crotchety, sickly lady, whom I loved more than I can express. She was perfect for our family. The kids were going, going, gone, and I found her at the shelter, about a day away from the lethal injection. Not perfect, lots of medical problems, but the same ones I'd dealt with, with my children, so she just slid right into my heart and our lives. A psychic astrologer, who didn't know me from Ceres, told me that I had acquired a dog, who would be my angel. Not all dogs are angel dogs, she said, and her's wasn't, but mine was, and would be who kept me alive during some hard times in the next few years. And she told the truth.
Lucy started losing her mind a few months ago; subtle things, but when she attacked me last week, over a dish that fell out of the freezer, and I had to assume a submissive floor posture to get her out of my face (this was not my first challenge from her lately for Alpha Bitch position, and I rarely lose, with anyone, human or otherwise. LOL), I got scared. I felt that, again, she didn't recognize me, and I made an appointment the next day to talk to our wonderful vet, a Goddess herself, Dr. Anna. She reminded me that she'd told me the day would come when I'd have to make "the decision" and that she knew (she did) how much I loved Lu, but that THIS was the final gift I could give her. And for whom was I keeping her at my side? Without trust, and knowing now that this once sweet old doggy viewed everything at her level as prey, how could I let her sit outside with me, and watch the neighbors' kids in the coming Spring? We decided on today, and after a semi-sweet day yesterday of goodbyes, we did our blessings on her at home this morning, first, committing her little soul to the Goddess, anointing her with sea water and salt, and in the little green room, at the vet's, gave her a piece of candy, so she would cross the Rainbow Bridge and meet the Lady with a final sweet taste in her mouth. It was over fast and she just put her head in my hand and stared into my eyes as she truly, went to sleep.
My husband and I did the Devotion for the Dead for her, there, put a sterling pentagram in her mouth, and left her. Doctor Anna is going to take her to her farm in West Virginia, and bury Lucina there, only the 2nd pet in the practice in 15 years to be honored in this manner.
How else do I give thanks for the almost 7 years of love and devotion and challenge and joy? And for the pain also, of knowing what that love means? I can only ask that the Lady bless us again, with another creature in need, in time, because Momma Selene needs to nurture. Today our hearts are broken, and the pain comes in waves. I have lost loved ones before, human and critter, but never one who was truly my soulmate. I know I'll see her again, but please excuse me for going on like this, and please excuse me if I don't write for a few days. And if you have an extra
blessing or two, send it to my furred child, confidant and companion. I can't remember the singer, but the song goes, "If there ain't no dogs in Heaven, then Heaven ain't where I want to be." Ditto. In Mourning, Selene