NOV 2012 newsletter

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NOVEMBER · DECEMBER 2012

The loss of my Prissy

I lost my child on October 10th to cancer. She was 15 years old. So much love and so many memories One day in the summer of 1993 I went to the animal shelter to look for a dog after I had lost my Tara. As I walked through the hall hearing dogs bark as if they were saying “pick me, pick me” and seeing these babies who were looking through my soul with waging tails, begging for attention and hoping to be chosen for a new home, I came across this beautiful Sheltie/Shepherd mix who captured my heart. The only thing I knew about this girl was she was dumped off in the forest and no one could catch her. Finally, someone trapped her in their garage and called animal control. I brought her home. She was with me most of the time except when I was at work. She had complete confidence and in time she earned the name, “mama wolf ” because she would dominate 3 wolves by the name of Akela, Makah Behr and Yukon. They listened to her as if she were the alpha in the pack. It was funny to see this small dog have these wolves roll over on their back and submit. We developed a special relationship and became inseparable. Together we went through many things. A divorce of 15 years and y2k, cloning of a lamb named Dolly, and Princess Di oh my. 3 presidents, historic oil spills, earthquakes, hurricanes and tsunamis. The internet, Facebook, and Google was created. Bombings and war on terror, end of the Soviet Union, and the killing of Osama. DNA and many diseases we never heard of, Anthrax and the war on breast cancer, Avatar and the end of rock and roll like it use to be. The Haymen and Waldo fires and 3 locations of the wolf center and almost 5,000

dinners together. What I will miss the most is her loyalty and how she wanted to be with me every second. I feel very lucky that since I work on site I was able to be with her most every day. She laid either under my desk by my feet or in the area where she could see me. She received millions of pets and praise from the countless visitors we see and she sat in the passenger seat in my truck to go to the grocery store or to run errands with me. After she was diagnosed with a tumor that was inoperable and not treatable without serious complications, the next day she could not walk because the tumor was pinching her nerve in her back. I carried her to work so that she could be next to me throughout the day and carried her home to be with me at night. A few days later at 2am I heard her gasping for air. She was suffocating from pieces of the tumor that was causing clots in her lungs. I was panicky not knowing what to do to help her. She looked up at me when her breathing was labored and she was suffering and her eyes said, “mama, please help me” I knew it was her time and Mike and I

rushed her to our vet. I held her in my arms and whispered in her ear how much I loved her as her life left her body. She is in my heart forever and her ashes are in every place that she used to be. My heart is sad and will be for a long time. Anyone who has lost a loved one can relate how I feel, however I know that her spirit is alive with me and someday we will meet again at the rainbow bridge.

Darlene Kobobel Prissy’s mom

Colorado Wolf And Wildlife Center | PO Box 713 | Divide, CO 80814 | 719.687.9742 | www. wolfeducation.org


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