Monday, February 28, 2011
About a year ago, this golden retriever adopted my kids and me. He belongs to a good friend so we saw him often.
Budi was already an old dog when we met -- 12 years. My kids fell in love with him right away. But I decided I was NOT going to get attached to a dog who was living on borrowed time. Somehow despite my attempts to keep him at arms-length, Budi sneaked into my heart and carved out his own place when I wasn't looking. He had a way of plopping his head in my lap and bumping my arm, looking for affection. It was like he just assumed I was going to love him, totally disarming me. It's hard to resist someone who is always happy to see you.
Last August, we found out Budi has lymphoma. He was not expected to live long. We started praying for him and he made it through Christmas and his own birthday last week. But he's been suffering lately and today he goes to the vet to be put to sleep. It's been hard for us to say goodbye.
Looking back I see the generosity of God in giving my kids and me a dog to love, even though he wasn't ours. He came into my life at a crucial time when my heart was in danger of closing down. I am so thankful for this sweet dog and his affectionate ways. We will miss him very much.