To the Dog I Lost While I Was at College

To the Dog I Lost While I Was at College

You were and are the hardest dog to lose.

Losing a pet is never an easy thing to go through let alone try to go through it when you were away at college.

I apologize for not being there when you were at your weakest point and that I wasn't there to lay with you and say goodbye; to hold you in your final moments.

Part of me knows you were wondering where I was and the other part of me likes to think you were glad I wasn't there to see you like that. I wish I would have been though.

You were and are the hardest dog to lose. You were the last dog in the house so I will be arriving to an empty house this weekend. That will be the hardest part.

I won't hear your paws attacking the floor when you hear my voice in the house. I won't be jumped on and have millions of kisses planted on my cheeks. Nor will I have you to sit with me out the deck.

Every owner goes through the pain of feeling like they didn't do enough or didn't play or love their dog enough.

The truth is, I know you knew just how much I loved you.

I remember that day we picked you out; you were something special. You didn't care about playing with your brothers and sisters, you were more interested in me. In that moment I knew you were the one we were taking home.

You refused to stay in the box that we had in the bed of the truck with toys and a blanket for you, you wanted to be with me. You jumped through the small back window and curled up in my lap and fell asleep.

The next months were enjoyable yet a pain as we tired to train you. You destroyed all of your stuffed toys we got you so we quickly stopped buying those; our house looked like it had just snowed.

We would spray you with water to get you to stop barking and truth be told you weren't much of a barker but you knew you got water when you did so when you were thirsty you would bark.

I always wanted you to sleep with me when I was younger but every time I moved you thought I wanted to play so you never stayed still.

I remember coming home from school and you waiting for me at the door or even in the car when I was picked up because you wanted to go with.

I remember all the times I would sit on the deck with you while you played and then quickly tired yourself out and you'd lay by my feet.

Then you got older.

You grabbed your toys whenever you were happy and didn't want to play, just carry them around. You learned a few more tricks like how to back up when you knew you were too close for us to throw you a treat.

You went through a phase of not being able to make it up the stairs on your own but you over came that.

Your nose started to show your age, turning white. However, you weren't moving slower.

This coming weekend I was excited to come home and play with you since it wasn't supposed to rain and give you your first spring bath. Little did I know you'd go downhill in a matter of 17 hours.

To the dog I lost while I was away at college, I'm sorry I wasn't there with you but I hope you know that I love you and I am going to miss you. No dog will ever replace you but I hope you're up there with your partner in crime.

I'll see you again someday.

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30 Bee Puns To Get You Through The Day

These puns are as sweet as honey.

There are few things in life that make me happier (and/or make me want to bury my face in my hands and groan loudly) than a well timed pun. This goes double if the pun involves some my favorite insects — bees. There's nothing quite as satisfying as uttering a bee pun when no one expects it, so here is a list of the top 30 bee puns around!

Use these puns to make your grandparents laugh, impress your date, spice up your Tinder profile, make friends with a beekeeper, break the ice at your new job or make everyone in the general vicinity wish they hadn't invited you to come hang out with them. You won't bee-lieve how many of these puns you'll be pollen for! You'll bee-come an instant hit at parties! You'll bee sure to thank me later.

1. "When a bee is in your hand, what's in your eye? Beauty. Because beauty is in the eye of the bee-holder."

2. "Bee puns really sting.

3. "Who's a bee's favorite singer? Bee-yoncé."

4. "What's a happy bumblebee's blood type? Bee positive!"

5. "Bee puns aren't that great. I don't get what all the buzz is about."

6. "Wasp are you talking about?"

7. "Naughty bee children really need to beehive."

8. "What kind of bees drop things? Fumble bees!"

9. "A bee's favorite haircut is a buzz cut!"

10. "What do you call a bee that's a sore loser? A cry bay-bee!"

11. "What's a bee's favorite flower? Bee-gonias!"

12. "Why do bees get married? Because they found their honey!"

13. "That bee is talking too quietly, it must be a mumble-bee!"

14. "Bee children take the school buzz to get to school."

15. "A bee's favorite sport is rug-bee."

16. "The bees went on strike because they wanted more honey and less working flowers."

17. "On the first day of class, bee students are given a sylla-buzz."

18. "What did one bee say to the other when they landed on the same flower? Buzz off."

19. "Who's a bee's favorite painter? Pablo Bee-casso!"

20. "A bee styles their hair with a honeycomb."

21. "When a bee writes a sonnet, they're waxing poetic."

22. "The worker bee decided to take a vacation to Stingapore last year."

23. "A bee that's been put under a spell has been bee-witched!"

24. "Say, these bee puns aren't too shab-bee."

25. "That pretentious wasp is just plain snob-bee!"

26. "Why did the bee want to use the phone? To say hi to their honey."

27. "A bee's favorite novel is the Great Gats-bee."

28. "What's a bee's favorite Spice Girls song? Wanna-bee!"

29. "What do bees like with their sushi? Wasa-bee!"

30. "Remember, bee puns are good for your health, they give you a dose of Vitamin Bee!"

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Reflections: Losing The Dog I Grew Up With

This is the first time I've lost a pet, and it feels like losing a family member.


Yes, she was an animal who couldn't talk and wasn't a blood relation to any of us, but pets can become as significant as human family members, after enough time has passed. There's something so special about an animal's love––it's unconditional and uncomplicated. Gracie, our fourteen-year-old schnauzer and poodle mix wasn't at all aggressive or unpleasant. She played rough at times and believed her growl was the most intimidating sound around, but when it came down to it, she really just wanted to be loved and accepted. All she wanted was to be with her humans.

My mom was her favorite. She was the only person capable of picking Gracie up without getting bitten. Ever since Gracie got sick as a puppy and nearly died, she'd sleep on my parents' bed next to my mom, remaining loyal to the spot she rested in during some of the roughest times. I was always jealous of their bond. Whenever I tried to get Gracie to spend the night in my room, she would throw a mini fit, barking and scratching at the door until she was reunited with my mom.

There were a few other people who were ranked pretty highly on Gracie's favorites list, like my aunt, my friend's mom, and the dog sitter. These individuals were lucky. Gracie let them pick her up and pet her for hours, while other friends and family members didn't have those privileges. In fact, she was afraid of some of the people who passed through our house,

We couldn't figure out what it was about certain visitors that made her go wild and throw barking tantrums. Bob, a man who has done work on our house throughout the years, was probably Gracie's least favorite person. He was a loud, towering, intimidating presence for her, and we often had to let her out back in the yard or keep her upstairs while he was doing work on the house. She was stubborn and territorial, and would not let anyone mess with her family or her house.

For the most part, she didn't like other dogs. In fact, I only ever saw her get along with two dogs in our neighborhood, over the course of her fourteen years of life. She had a special connection with Wesley, a newfoundland puppy who lived at the end of our street. He weighed about one hundred pounds more than her and could easily crush her with a single tap of his paw, but he was a gentle giant. I think she liked his quiet nature, and the fact that he wasn't constantly yipping and yapping like some of the other dogs she had encountered. After he passed away, she didn't make many other dog friends, only ever spending time at home with us, playing tug-of-war, sleeping, and eating. Her energy loss happened gradually, but even during her last months, she was a bright and positive force in our lives.

Grieving a pet is hard for many reasons, but for me, it's mainly just frustrating how many people think animals don't count. A few of my friends have grieved fairly quicking after losing pets, seeming fine after a few days of initial sadness. My family is the opposite when it comes to the grieving process. We don't bottle things up; we lay it all out on the table once it starts bubbling at the surface. This means crying during movies when we remember that Gracie's spot on the couch is bare, or that she doesn't greet us at the door anymore when we come home from long days at work. It's an ongoing process, and though it certainly isn't linear, I will encourage my family and myself to recognize the memories and associations that linger, without suppressing the importance that she held in our lives.

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