How do you return from yet another LONG disappearance without your
Beautifully Unique Beagle/German Shepherd mix sleeping soundly on the bed? {Well…. She would have been sleeping soundly before a BOOMING, heart-stopping,
loud firework just randomly exploded}. On Monday, June 15th, 2020, {yes,
yes, nearly three LONG weeks ago}, Rose Elizabeth, {also known as Rosey/Rosalita}, was euthanized. This poem
expresses where I have been all this time…. Becoming Rose’s Caregiver/Physical Therapist/Nurse/Doctor, and then eventually watching
her swiftly slip away from me during the global coronavirus pandemic’s timeline.
2020 sucks. This poem was the last one that I composed before Rose died. Peace
and love, Mary Lou
Edited by Kara Kent!!
‘Today, I consider myself the
luckiest Mutt Mom on the face of this Earth.’ -- Me, {also known as Rose’s
Mama}
Degenerative myelopathy;
Oh, Rose, this has caused disabilities;
First, it was the left hind leg, then the right;
But, you’re resilient, and you fight;
Degenerative myelopathy;
It’s basically ALS in doggies;
Your hind legs give way and you collapse;
Are they getting paralyzed, perhaps?
Degenerative myelopathy;
Also known as ‘German Shepherd disease’;
For one year, I’ve watched you grow old;
And witnessed this disease swiftly unfold;
Degenerative myelopathy;
It does not care about pedigrees;
For three months, I’ve watched you slip away;
As your ‘time’ draws closer every day;
Degenerative myelopathy;
But, at The Rainbow Bridge, you will be free….