Today, our dog Banshee passed away
Born some day in November 2007, died May 22nd 2012.
She was one of the friendliest dogs you'll ever meet. Playful, crazy about water, and as kind as anyone could ever expect from any pet. She was certainly no guard dog.
Expecting to have to move to an apartment for a few months, before our great move to The Netherlands, we figured she'd be better off with my parents-in-law in the south of Thailand. Jungle, other friendly dogs, river... Lovely. So early May we had the opportunity to go there - and left her behind. I spent a lot of time with her - in said river - during those last few days with her.
Then last week she wouldn't eat any more and had a fever. The fever died after a day, so I felt she was getting better and would start eating again soon; but she didn't. From a distance, it didn't seem too bad, so last weekend I didn't travel to the south over the past weekend; a decision I now regret dearly.
She had my parents in law, but dogs - especially Labradors (and she was half lab) I have been told - attach themselves more to their owners than to anyone else. So her sickness she suffered away from us; I fear this is part of the reason why she gave up and died. She expected not to see us again - so what's the point?
I feel sorry for her. I am sad, though life goes on. I'm not overly sentimental when it comes to animals; this is how life throws you things. Yet, I'm not particularly happy today... I'm gonna miss her - and I am at a loss how to explain this to my three year old son. But ah well... I thought I'd let you know. And on this blog it's easier to find the past than on *)&&(*^(*&^&^% Facebook.
Here's a little tribute to her: