Going through photographs this week and coming across memories good and bad. I found this treasure…

Korkie and her Daddy

This is the last photo I took of Korkie. I thought I would have more time. We always do. A few months before we lost her I was explaining the details of her treatment to my MIL when my SIL said to no one in particular but sitting right next to me “I don’t understand people who spend so much money, it’s just a dog.”

My animals are my family. I am their human and it is my job as such to do everything I can to make them happy and keep them healthy. I am responsible for that at the very least.

I want to share a poem I came across many years ago …

But It’s Just a Dog

If it were my brother,
I’d find an allergist to help him with his allergies,
no matter the cost.
But they tell me; it’s just a dog.

If it were my sister,
I’d find the best laser eye surgeon so she could see again,
no matter the cost.
But they tell me; it’s just a dog.

If it were my mother,
I’d hire a staff of oncologists for the cancer that is stealing her away
from me,
no matter the cost.
But they tell me; it’s just a dog.

If it were my father,
I’d find the best orthopedic surgeon to enable him to walk again,
no matter the cost.
But they tell me; it’s just a dog.

If it were my husband,
I’d hire every medical professional necessary to put him back together
after that terrible accident that almost took him away,
no matter the cost.
But they tell me; it’s just a dog.

If it were my child,
I wouldn’t skimp on dental care,
no matter the cost.
But they tell me; it’s just a dog.

If it were my best friend,
I would go with her to the doctor, every day that she needed me to help
her through the worst pains in her life, taking off work if necessary
and putting my own needs aside, no
matter the cost.
But they tell me; it’s just a dog.

If any member of my family were dying,
at that moment I would pull out all the stops and do whatever was in my
power to save their life,
no matter the cost.
But they tell me; it’s just a dog.

Just a dog.

Just my best friend ever.

Just like my family.

Please…it’s my dog….no matter what the cost..

Written by Nancy Campbell after a particularly trying week at the vet hospital where she works. Feel free to pass it along, but she asks that you include her name.


Lehnanne

Lehnanne has shared with the internet her love of research, animals, and writing since 1996. She created and ran several independent online directories and communities. The desire to travel nurtured by every new duty station of her military family moves has stuck with her. When she is not busy being a cat servant and dog-mom, she enjoys exploring new places and dark chocolate.

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