Remembering Ozzy - 10/26/2002 - 06/28/2011
Yesterday was the 3rd anniversary of Ozzy's passing. He has been on my mind more than usual, if that is possible.
This is for my heart dog, the sweet boy that touched my life, my heart and my soul in so many ways. In 2001 I lost my 18 year old son when he was killed by a drunk driver. To say I was a mess does not even begin to scratch the surface. I had been seeing a wonderful therapist for a while. She knew how much I loved my Labs and I had lost my last 2 about 6 months previously, it had been the longest I had ever been without a Lab in my life. I thought getting another was a crazy idea, I just did not feel my heart was ready and definitely not open or able to give a puppy the unconditional love necessary and even more importantly deserved, or so I thought! I felt getting a puppy was a very selfish idea, how could I possibly give a new puppy that which I did not feel I had to give?
She pushed and pushed and eventually I gave in and checked out a local litter. Ozzy came home with me and I will forever be greatful to my therapist for pushing me. As silly as it may sound it was the best thing I could have done. Very little else in my life had mattered much for quite some time. The day I brought that sweet, wiggly bundle of black fur home changed my life forever.
Ozzy made me laugh and made me cry! He was a bad boy, very destructive and a challenge like no other. He kept me on my toes and very quickly I realized my every thought was not about Chad. He had rescued me from a dark abyss I had not been able to do my self. Now I was much too busy trying to stay one step ahead of Ozzy, not an easy feat!
Ozzy came from a byb, there were no champions in his family, nothing to ooh and aah over in his "pedigree", not knowing any better those things meant nothing to me. As silly as some may think it sounds, Ozzy saved my life. I don't know how else to explain the dark abyss he pulled me from.
My beautiful boy taught me many things along the way but the most important thing he taught me was this; love is not just about letting go, it is about learning to start over. I will forever love and miss you my sweet monkey boy. Until we meet again.