In Remembrance of Quinn

It's with a heavy heart that I write today's "blog post." We are grieving at our house over the death of our beloved dog, Quinn, who died yesterday. Quinn's death has left not only a hole in our home, but a hole in our hearts as well---and we will always miss him.


Although we were never quite sure what breed mixture Quinn was, we bought him from the Utah Golden Retriever Rescue Mission. I feel in love with him the minute I saw him and couldn't imagine how anyone could give up a dog like Quinn. Yet, I was grateful that someone did so he would be able to come to our home.


He definitely had his quirks--and that is what endeared him to us. He could forecast the weather better than any weatherman. We knew when a storm was coming because he would start to shake and jump in the bath tub or hide under the computer table. He loved to give kisses. He persistently and stubbornly nudged us when he wanted something. In spite of the fact that he was a gigantic dog, he was a gentle as they come. His whole time with us was about being loved and loving us. He could have cared less about our physical appearance, our economic status, our religion, or how educated or smart we were.

One of the reasons I am having such a difficult time with this loss is because he was such a fighter until the very end. In spite of the fact that he was going downhill, he refused to give in and with every bit of strength he had left he made an effort to keep going--and keep going he did until the last few hours of his life. Thank you, Quinn, for this invaluable lesson! I will miss you and never forget you--you will be a part of my heart for all eternity.

Lesson: Our pets can teach us so much about how we as humans ought to treat each other and how to live our lives.