26 August 2013 6.00PM 68 F Sunny
They say it’s the unseen blows that hurt the most. Those sneaky attacks when you have not prepared yourself are the ones that get past your defences. And so it is with our dogs and the loss of yet another of our boys, less than a month after losing Bethie.
With the onset of old age, one comes to expect (but not accept) the inevitable demise of our dear 4 legged friends. It doesn’t make the grief any less nor the parting any easier but there is some tiny measure of consolation in a full life, well lived.
Arkady’s passing, both unexpected and sudden, hurts doubly as he was one of “those” dogs. All dogs are special, but there are some who are just that bit more special. Arky was one of those. There was nothing calculating about him, he didn’t try to ingratiate himself in any way, he just was……………….
My obsession with Arky began when I bought his son Kazek from Seppala Kennels in 2010. Kaz’s brother Kalekh followed him here in 2011 and their sister Kalinka arrived in 2012. During each of my trips to Manitoba to collect the dogs, I had always fawned over their father, Arkady and I had always been very aware of how much he was loved by Jeffrey and Susan. My emotions ran amok when they asked if I would like to offer Arky a home when I collected Kalinka. I know my joy was tempered by the obvious sadness they felt. I promised to love and care for Arky and always to cherish him.
I still can’t believe he is gone. Despite having so many other dogs here, his presence is greatly missed. Goodbye, my dear Arky-Barky, may my tears carry you safely to the Rainbow Bridge.