Posted on March 31, 2016
Mastiff Rescue of Florida is so very fortunate to have such dedicated and loving volunteers. This last week Donna and Cheryl went constantly making certain they had the medicines, the nursing and the love to help them pull through. Harlow and Rumor have turned the corner ----unfortunately, sweet Willow crossed the Rainbow Bridge early Easter morning. Though Willow had a very short life, she was so loved and will be always in our volunteer's hearts.
As many of you know we needlessly lost Willow to Parvo on Easter Sunday. I say needlessly, because a simple vaccination on the part of the breeder, costing all of $7 would have prevented her getting sick in the first place.
Willow was tired and was ready to go. I held her in my arms and told her she was brave, that she was loved by many and that it was okay to let go. The fight had already left her eyes and trying to prolong her life beyond this point would be cruel and that was never my intention. I had told her all along that I would fight with her for as long as she wanted. She had told me in her way that she had, had enough.
I held this poor, helpless, creature in my arms and told her that she was mine. I said “I’ve got you”. I told her that she is mine, not because I felt ownership of her, but because I believe all creatures deserve to leave this world feeling that they belong to someone. That their life matters. That they had impact on others. Willow had a family. She had the support of hundreds of people that had never even met her. She was loved. She was not simply the property of someone looking to make some money by breeding their dogs in the back yard. Willow was treated like property for the majority of her life. She was kept outside. She had fleas, and worms and was never vaccinated. This is not humane treatment. This is not the treatment a living creature deserves especially one so loving and devoted as a Mastiff.
I told Willow that she will always be my sweet baby girl. I told her that I was sorry that our time together was so brief, but that would not change the fact that she will always be my baby girl. I held her in my arms and looked in her eyes and said th her “I will carry you in my heart where ever I go, for as long as I live. You are perfect You are loved and you will be missed.” As I held her I told her about the army of people behind her that would work hard and do what it took to make sure no more puppies would be treated this way by the breeder. That her life was important and would help people see what happens when irresponsible breeders are looking out for their pockets and not for the breed. Breeders that have litters for the sole purpose of making money and have no respect for the innocent lives they create. Willow’s life mattered and we will make sure her breeder understands what that means.
As I waited for Willow to be picked up for cremation, I wrote out the good bye messages sent from her fellow rescuers, Mommy Cheryl and Mommy Lisha and my own. The messages will be cremated with her. They will become a part of her.
My dearest Willow,
You are perfect. You are loved. You are missed. You are finally pain free and at peace. Play well among the clouds. I will love you always. I’ve got you.