She would have turned 17 in December and I have no doubt that she would have lived past that, but it was her time. She was no longer having good days, and her body just wasn’t coping with her aged body. My family and I are certain without doubt that she held on to life as long as she did because of our love for her.
I remember the day we brought her home, I was in grade 4 and I had convinced my mom I was sick. I was so excited to be getting a puppy and she was adorable – absolutely adorable. Over the course of Canela’s life I trained her to do numerous tricks such as, play dead, army crawl, roll over, shake a paw, dance and a few others. She was one smart cookie.
Canela was a family dog, but it was clear who her mom was – my mom. If my mom got up Canela was up, if my mom moved Canela moved. It was like this to the end. This isn’t to say the rest of us were chopped liver, but Canela adored my mom. It saddens me to know how sad my mom is over the loss of her. It has hit my entire family hard but for my mom it especially breaks my heart.
My youngest sister was in grade 1 when we got Canela and now she is married with a 1 year old and plans for another. Canela has been thru so much, she will be missed. It’s crazy to think of how much time she’s experienced with our family.
“Pets” are more than just pets, they are extensions of your beating heart. Filling your life with so much more meaning than you would otherwise have. Canela was practically 17 and my little Nutmeg will be 7 in November. Time is precious and so are their lives.
I have no doubt my life has been enriched because of Canela’s place in it, she will be missed more than words can express.
My hope is that you all can experience such fulfilling love in your lifetime.