by Lisa Anderson
(Park City, Utah)
Meshach was my most beloved 13 year old yellow lab. He died on Jan. 9th, 2012, in my loving arms at home. I did not put him down, I knew what he had and knew I had a certain amount of time with him. My prayer to God was that he could die at home and be in my arms. Meshach was a very healthy and beautiful yellow lab. He loved to smell flowers, even as a puppy, he would stop along a trail or sidewalk to just smell flowers. He was a very gentle, mellow yellow lab. He went everywhere with me, usually in my old Pathfinder truck. He had his own seat, the front seat of course. As he aged, he just wanted to be in that truck, in the front seat. I still have that old truck and it really is his truck. His smell and fur is still there. As he aged, really just the last year, he started to develop some health problems. He had to have a throat surgery so that he could breathe, he had arthritis in his back, he had a heart murmur, and he had trouble walking towards the end, where I had to pick him up to go out to pee and poop. I loved taking care of him. In Oct. I found out he had anal cancer that had probably spread. I could see how he was getting tired. Even with all of this, he would want to go for walks (when he could still walk), roll in the grass, he just wanted to be with me, always. As I write this, I am traveling and his box of ashes, collar and leash are with me. A promise that I made to him, that I would bring himH with me wherever I go. Meshach was and will always be my best friend, my most loyal and loving companion, and I truly thank God for him daily. I am a mother of 10 year old twin girls, and I love them so much, but the love I had with my dog was different. Animals or pets are so amazing. God's creation is amazing. They glorify Him. He gives us these most wonderful, loving animals to love and care for, and to learn about love, loyalty, gentleness... all the qualities of their creator, really. Meshach was the closest thing to this very loving and loyal God that I have known. He was a gift to me, to my family and all those who were blessed to know him. I ache with hurt and emptiness for him, but I know and believe that I will see him again soon, healthy and happy, when the Lord returns for us. I look to that day when I can see his happy, beautiful face, and I can't wait to see his face when he sees me again. I love you, Meshach.