"...The last look in her fearless eye was trust."
(from Tim Murphy)
Update: the comment by Chas below made me look, and Lashyn's Journey is still up on the Naturalist site in Ukraine. As he says, it seems like yesterday.
Sunday, August 17, 2014
Lashyn departs
My first Tazi, Lashyn, the "jealous girlfriend" from Kiev, died yesterday on the couch in our living room where she bore two litters of pups. She had battled diabetes and cataracts for two years, but could not win over cancer. The first, her last photo, was taken last week.
"...The last look in her fearless eye was trust."
(from Tim Murphy)
Update: the comment by Chas below made me look, and Lashyn's Journey is still up on the Naturalist site in Ukraine. As he says, it seems like yesterday.
"...The last look in her fearless eye was trust."
(from Tim Murphy)
Update: the comment by Chas below made me look, and Lashyn's Journey is still up on the Naturalist site in Ukraine. As he says, it seems like yesterday.
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Steve, sorry to hear of your loss.
Their short expiration date is the major imperfection of such wonderful creatures and friends. Gil
Dave & I are so sorry to hear about Lashyn. The curse of giving our heart to dogs.
Steve and Lib,
So sorry to hear of Lashyn's passing, but what a blessing she was with you, in her home and habitat. Hugs to you both,
Cat
Cue Kipling's the Power of the Dog. So sorry for your loss.
I am so sorry. We have had our own bad year with dogs here, and it's not much, but It comes from the heart. I'm sorry.
Dear Steve and Libby, sorry to hear about Lashyn. She had a good happy life in Magdalena, and she died among her friends. May we all pass that way.
So very sorry to hear this, she was such stunning girl.
So sorry to hear about your loss.
A good dog that has spent his or her life busting the brush is a creature that has truly lived. Its ghost will always be looming somewhere in the psyche. It will always pop up whenever your crest a certain hill or see grouse shoot up from a certain thicket.
Evolution created a predator that ran down big game, that warred between its clans. It lived hard and fast. But it is this creature with whom we formed our deepest bond. Evolution means that they must live hard and fast and that we must mature and brood for decades.
But possessing this knowledge makes the pain not one bit easier. It is the loss of a being, a being that loved profoundly. And that you loved too.
Libby & Steve, Sorry to hear about Lashyn, it never gets easier no matter how many dogs come and go.
PSD
Hi Libby & Steve
So sorry, I know Lashyn was such a special dog for you, remember the good runs, there will be more.....
JohnnyUK
So sorry. I remember your writing about her journey to America -- seems like yesterday.
She was beautiful. Remember the good times.
They never, ever stay with us long enough.
And they always take a piece of us with them when they go.
Sincere condolences,
Neurotic and jealous though she was, Lash was always a favorite of mine, sweet, affectionate and devoted, as well as sharp and predatory. I'll miss her a great deal.
My condolences. We know, barring our own passing, it is going to happen, but the loss is always too real.
I am so sorry. She was such a good girl
Steve and Libby, I am so sorry. I was away and missed the post. Such a beautiful girl and I know how much she was loved. Vicki Hearne said, in "Oyez a Beaumont", "Another dog, same breed, right away." Just before admitting it was a decade before she could see her way through to a new pup. I wish you peace in knowing you did the best you could for her, as she did for you.
Oddly (in addition to Ataika-- the boys are different, and I would add to Vicki's maxim same sex), we are picking up a 4 year old granddaughter of both girls in a week or so.
so sorry. twice met, never known, but know through you how she must have been - how she was. rest in peace.
so sorry. met just twice, never known, yet know - through you - how she must have been - how she was. rest in peace. bill
So sorry to hear this... I feel privileged to have met her. I will sing a song in her honor. love to you all.
I feel priviliged to have met her. I will sing in her honor tonight. Sincere thoughts being sent.
It doesn't make it any easier when we know that their passing is imminent, or if they've been with us for a decade and some, or if we took their pain upon ourselves and eased their passing. It's not easy if it's sudden, nor easy if it's peaceful. It's just never easy. Nor should it be.
Cheers to a good dog, and strength to you both as you grieve and reminisce.
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