She was my constant companion for almost fifteen years. She nuzzled her way into my cat-lovin’ heart. And as all good sheepdogs do; she herded, guarded and watched over me (and everything else) faithfully every day.
Meg was gentle and never met a stranger in human or animal form.
Opie and Meg Easter 2013
My son and Meg: 2007
My daughter and Meg: 2002
In the early days, she caught Frisbees and tennis balls for hours always wearing me out first. And she invented a game of rolling the tennis ball with her nose to the exact spot of the pool where the jet was located; she would then, push the ball into the pool at that location and the jet would carry the ball out to someone to throw it for her. Meg had us trained!
The craziest thing Meg ever did was eat a sweet gum ball as a puppy which lodged in her esophagus. Whatever possessed her to eat such a prickly thing, no one knows?! Meg also had a passion for popcorn.
As she aged, breathing became labored which I talked about in the fall, here.
We thought it was her heart but Meg had a mass in her right lung and arthritis in her hips. Living became hard and painful for her.
We had a good last day together filled with sunshine. I imagine her now busy herding all the sheep of God’s pasture.
“A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.”
Proverbs 18:24 NIV Bible
I don’t have many pet peeves but I do have some peeves with my pet!
Fourteen years ago, either inspired by the movie, “Babe” or just wanting our children to have a pet to learn responsibility, we became the proud family of Meg, our black and white border collie. She is a wonderful sweet-natured, loving dog.
She loves to snuggle and be in the middle of what’s going on.
She also loves chasing balls and being outside.
The problem: Snuffling
She roots around gnawing, chewing, licking and cleaning her fur and she makes all these noises that I particularly dislike at 2 a.m. Her snuffling has only worsened with age. Meg is beginning to have heart trouble so her snuffling causes her heart to accelerate and then her breathing labors resulting in sounds that start traveling up my spine. Oh, the life with pets….
Meg is a good ol’ dog though. Maybe earplugs??
“But now they mock me, men younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to put with my sheep dogs.”
Job 30:1 NIV Bible