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Having spent over 30 years in the advertising business and a very "public" career, I have developed a very, VERY private "personal" life. However, I have learned so much in these forums over such a short time from so many honest, decent folks I feel that I have more true friends in this online community than I have in the outside world.
Just over a week ago, my mother passed away at 77 after a 4-year battle with severe Parkinson's Disease. There was simply no "life" left in her ravaged body. As fate would have it, our entire family was visiting her the night before. She was actually the person from whom I received my first knife - a beautiful fixed blade with pinned stag handles. I was 7 years old at the time and I still have that knife.
Well, this morning our male greyhound "Biggles" (one of three retired racers) passed away from massive cancer of the liver and spleen, diagnosed only a month ago.. He was 8 years old. He didn't suffer and - fate stepping in again - I decided on impulse to drop by the clinic last night to visit him He was alert and recognized me.
We have been "owned" by a large variety of animals - everything from cats to dogs to throughbred race horses. I do a great deal of work for animal charities, and we are deeply involved in greyhound adoption. Never in my life have I encountered an animal, of any species, that had as gentle and sweet a disposition as our "Biggles".
As you can imagine, it has not been a happy time in our household for the past month.
I am not a religious person, but in this case I do have a request from my "friends" here in the forums that would mean a lot to me:
Please say a little prayer (and it must be a happy prayer, they would have liked - no, demanded - that!) to help these special beings on their way to wherever God has chosen to keep them.
Thank you.
Holger Enge
Just over a week ago, my mother passed away at 77 after a 4-year battle with severe Parkinson's Disease. There was simply no "life" left in her ravaged body. As fate would have it, our entire family was visiting her the night before. She was actually the person from whom I received my first knife - a beautiful fixed blade with pinned stag handles. I was 7 years old at the time and I still have that knife.
Well, this morning our male greyhound "Biggles" (one of three retired racers) passed away from massive cancer of the liver and spleen, diagnosed only a month ago.. He was 8 years old. He didn't suffer and - fate stepping in again - I decided on impulse to drop by the clinic last night to visit him He was alert and recognized me.
We have been "owned" by a large variety of animals - everything from cats to dogs to throughbred race horses. I do a great deal of work for animal charities, and we are deeply involved in greyhound adoption. Never in my life have I encountered an animal, of any species, that had as gentle and sweet a disposition as our "Biggles".
As you can imagine, it has not been a happy time in our household for the past month.
I am not a religious person, but in this case I do have a request from my "friends" here in the forums that would mean a lot to me:
Please say a little prayer (and it must be a happy prayer, they would have liked - no, demanded - that!) to help these special beings on their way to wherever God has chosen to keep them.
Thank you.
Holger Enge