IN MEMORIAM ..... RANGER BROOKS Today is the Autumnal Equinox. Day and night are equal but the globe tilts and the days will shorten. It is the 32nd remembrance of the life of one of the four major loves in my life - Ranger, my Honey-Baby. Ranger was a 12 week old puppy when Vince Strand, Humane Investigator for the local Humane Society, brought him for a quick exam on a busy Saturday morning in October 1995 at Homestead Vet Clinic. Judy and I were booked solid but we always made time for any request from Vince - he was a rescue angel on earth who now watches celestially for the cases I do in his memory. Ranger was a localized Demodectic patient who became a generalized case. In spite of all the treatments I could do, he continued to decline until I took him home with me over Christmas to die. He rallied after an acute renal crisis and Dick adopted him for me as a 26th wedding anniversary present in February 1996. Imagine - a mangy dog as a present - it was the best one Ive ever had. Ranger was never right but he was workable - had quality and loved me. I can still hear his little squeaks when Id come home from the clinic and call Honey Baby ... Honey Baby Rongie ... and hed come running out of the house in his sweat shirt with 4 socks on his paws ready for me to boost his 65 pounds up in the air. (I was much younger then.) The end of 1997 saw him declining to chronic renal failure and on January 3, 1998, I set his soul free of his body that just could not work any longer. The sun rises above his grave at the vernal and autumnal equinoxes and I was there this morning although I could not see the sun. His marker Nunc scio quid amor. In Latin Now I know what love is.
Posted on: Wed, 24 Sep 2014 00:24:07 +0000