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Jan. 11th, 2006 10:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wook77Life is what happens while you're waiting. I don't remember who said it but it's true. I'm having a bit of a tough time right now. There's a bunch going on IRL that I shan't bore you with.
There are a few things though that I need to get out. My boss's dog (Peche) is the unofficial mascot of my office. She's the "Goodwill Ambassador" for us. She comes into work every day and has from before I started working at the Humane Society of Southern Arizona two years ago. Recently, she's had a series of strokes and my boss came to the hard decision to have Peche put to sleep. I feel like I'm losing a best friend. Pretty Peche, as I call her, was my first introduction to my future co-workers. She greeted me at the door when I came in for my interview with a lick and a smile. She's never failed to make her rounds and greet everyone, whether coming or going.
It hurts to realize that tomorrow is my last day with her. She shan't be stealing bagels off my desk any longer. Nor will she be "dumpster diving" into my trashcan after tomorrow. There won't be any more mothering to the foster kittens, hanging out between Cisco (my dog) and Peche or treat stealing from Nala. My heart is breaking and I'm crying like an idiot.
Working for the Humane Society, you quickly learn to harden yourself to the plight of many of the animals. It's the only way to keep coming in to work everyday. It's something they tell you about that no one believes (including me) but you always learn it the hard way. This slapped me in the face about a year ago (about a year after I started) when a foster I'd taken in and then adopted out was returned. The dog ended up being put down because he was far too fear aggressive to adopt out any longer (he attacked anyone but me). God only knows what these people did to Dakota but whatever it was, it was evil. I've seen people turn in animals because they "lick all the time" or "no longer match the furniture" or "have no time to care" an animal they'd had for 10 years.
All these horror stories really make you go home and thank God or the Creator or whomever that you saved the ones you can, the ones in your home. I think working in the environment we work in, we end up getting more attached to the animals we have because we see far too many pass through our lives. Now, I'm losing one of the animals I spend 9 hours a day with.
I'm not posting this for sympathy or anything. If I could figure out how to turn comments off, I would. However, I'm an idiot when it comes to lj so comments are on but I don't really want them. I just want to get this off my chest, give it up to the Universe, you could say. If you feel like saying something, just whisper a prayer that Peche goes painlessly and that she understands.
Goodbye Pretty Peche. You've been a great friend and I'll see you on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge. Say hi to everyone for me, k? I'll miss you but I know that you're suffering and deserve to move on. I know that you've had a rich life simply because you've enriched mine so much. The office is going to have a gaping hole in it without you. I don't know who Jean is going to sneak treats to now. I'm not sure how I'm going to get through the day without you nudging my leg for a pet. I won't have to put my trashcan up on my cabinet because you like to surf for any tidbits I might have thrown away. I know Cisco is going to miss you. You're his buddy, even if you steal treats from him. Perhaps it's because you let him steal them back from you. Oh God, this is going to be tough.
I love you but I know you're going to a better place. Vaya con Dios, Pretty Peche.
There are a few things though that I need to get out. My boss's dog (Peche) is the unofficial mascot of my office. She's the "Goodwill Ambassador" for us. She comes into work every day and has from before I started working at the Humane Society of Southern Arizona two years ago. Recently, she's had a series of strokes and my boss came to the hard decision to have Peche put to sleep. I feel like I'm losing a best friend. Pretty Peche, as I call her, was my first introduction to my future co-workers. She greeted me at the door when I came in for my interview with a lick and a smile. She's never failed to make her rounds and greet everyone, whether coming or going.
It hurts to realize that tomorrow is my last day with her. She shan't be stealing bagels off my desk any longer. Nor will she be "dumpster diving" into my trashcan after tomorrow. There won't be any more mothering to the foster kittens, hanging out between Cisco (my dog) and Peche or treat stealing from Nala. My heart is breaking and I'm crying like an idiot.
Working for the Humane Society, you quickly learn to harden yourself to the plight of many of the animals. It's the only way to keep coming in to work everyday. It's something they tell you about that no one believes (including me) but you always learn it the hard way. This slapped me in the face about a year ago (about a year after I started) when a foster I'd taken in and then adopted out was returned. The dog ended up being put down because he was far too fear aggressive to adopt out any longer (he attacked anyone but me). God only knows what these people did to Dakota but whatever it was, it was evil. I've seen people turn in animals because they "lick all the time" or "no longer match the furniture" or "have no time to care" an animal they'd had for 10 years.
All these horror stories really make you go home and thank God or the Creator or whomever that you saved the ones you can, the ones in your home. I think working in the environment we work in, we end up getting more attached to the animals we have because we see far too many pass through our lives. Now, I'm losing one of the animals I spend 9 hours a day with.
I'm not posting this for sympathy or anything. If I could figure out how to turn comments off, I would. However, I'm an idiot when it comes to lj so comments are on but I don't really want them. I just want to get this off my chest, give it up to the Universe, you could say. If you feel like saying something, just whisper a prayer that Peche goes painlessly and that she understands.
Goodbye Pretty Peche. You've been a great friend and I'll see you on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge. Say hi to everyone for me, k? I'll miss you but I know that you're suffering and deserve to move on. I know that you've had a rich life simply because you've enriched mine so much. The office is going to have a gaping hole in it without you. I don't know who Jean is going to sneak treats to now. I'm not sure how I'm going to get through the day without you nudging my leg for a pet. I won't have to put my trashcan up on my cabinet because you like to surf for any tidbits I might have thrown away. I know Cisco is going to miss you. You're his buddy, even if you steal treats from him. Perhaps it's because you let him steal them back from you. Oh God, this is going to be tough.
I love you but I know you're going to a better place. Vaya con Dios, Pretty Peche.
