Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.

Misty eyed


Last night a blogger friend had to let a wonderful, sweet, lovable sheltie-girl named Misty go free.  Though we all knew Misty was having some health issues, she’d rallied lately…and we hoped with all our hearts that she’d see another spring.  But it wasn’t to be.

I didn’t go online this morning like I usually do, to visit  blogs while I eat my breakfast; maybe I knew that things might not be going well in Misty’s world…or maybe I was just extra busy.  So it was at work that I began to wonder how Misty was doing, checked Sara’s blog and immediately began to cry.

I never got to meet Misty in person, but she will always have a small part of my heart.  I’m glad she got to go on that great vacation with her brother Oreo (the sheltie-maniac) and her folks this past summer, to spend time along the ocean, sniff the beautiful hydrangeas, take a boat ride.

I’ll always remember the tricks she did, especially the circus elephant, and the way she ran with Oreo through the agility courses Sara set up in the back yard.  I remember someone telling Sara that Misty was a distraction to Oreo when he was in training, and that she should be put inside.  Well maybe she was a distraction but I’m glad now that she got to run and jump as much as she wanted to.

And all this thinking about the beautiful blue merle Misty-girl makes me think about how the world has changed with social networking; how most of us would never have met Misty and her family, would never have laughed out loud at video clips of her trying to do figure eights between her Mom’s legs, or sigh with her in contentment when she found a sunny spot in the yard.  Most of us would never have delighted in her attempts to figure out the latest game or trick, or smiled at her patience when her crazy brother Oreo jumped over her and then back again trying to win a treat if we hadn’t had been lucky enough to be able to read Sara’s blog.

And when the news isn’t so happy, when it makes your heart break and the tears run down your cheeks at work, you might be tempted, for an instant, to withdraw from this blogger world…because you just  become so attached, and being attached leaves you open to feeling such sadness.  But as another blog friend Ellen has said…if you work or live or play in the dog world you’re going to get your heart broken…the more dogs you know, the more dogs you’re going to miss someday.  She’s right.  But she’s also right when she reminds us that it’s all worth it.

So…Misty-girl.  I’m going to miss you.  So much.   I can’t even begin to imagine how your Mom and Dad are feeling tonight.  And poor little Oreo must be so confused.  But even though I’m getting all misty-eyed again,   I have to say that you were worth it.  I’d get to know you all over again if I could.  Even knowing that we’d all have to say goodbye too soon.

Be happy Misty.  Go find Munchkin.  None of us will ever forget you.  And thanks to your Mom for sharing you with us.  Sweet girl.

Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

14 thoughts on “Misty eyed

  1. Beautifully written, Dawn, as always. I’ve been thinking about Misty (and Oreo and Sara) all day long. You’re so right about the blogging world and how we would’ve never known Misty let alone grieved for her loss but it was all totally worth it. Love all my blogging friends. RIP sweet Misty…..


  2. First dog person: “I love my dog way too much.”
    Second dog person: “That’s the only way to love a dog–way too much.”


  3. And I’ve learned so much more about dogs and dog behavior and dog training from knowing all those dogs, even though I know they’re all going to go away far too soon.


  4. Well said. I to read Sara’s post at work and started crying. I saw you post last night and knew I wasn’t ready to read it yet. Good bye sweet Misty.


  5. Dawn,
    Thank you so much. Thought similar to your words have been running through my mind all day. Without my blog, I wouldn’t have made countless videos of Misty, taken as many photos, and recorded so many stories about her. Blogging is truly a gift to yourself, and I am amzed at how connected I am to my blog friends, and how they shower me with love everyday.

    Misty won hearts all on her own, and I’m so glad I shared her with the world.



  6. We’re very glad too Sara. Hugs


  7. It’s a lovely tribute to Misty, Dawn. We all miss her a lot too!!!


  8. I didn’t know of Misty until I read about her on Ludo’s blog and yet I felt Sara’s pain as much as I would of if I had lost Reilly. I sat there crying too as I read what a wonderful dog she was. You are right in that we become involved in others world through blogging and I know you (Dawn) have been a wonderful friend and support to me through the past year and that wouldn’t have happened except through the blogs.


  9. What a beautiful post and you did so great capturing how I am sure so many of us feel, I was thinking of Misty and her family all day, Funny how much I feel I knew a dog I had never met in person, and funny how I really felt and knew how much she meant to her family, it was easy to feel the love there…..


  10. A wonderful post, Dawn. You said it so beautifully – what every dog owner knows will come, but would not for the world give up the love from and the love for their dog(s) to avoid the sadness later. And you are so right – the world of blogging has expanded our horizons so much.


  11. Wonderful Dawn, as always. You’re fast becoming my inspiration. 🙂


  12. Dawn,
    I wanted to let you know that my family was very touched by your kind words, to the point of tears. My aunt called you a “blessing”.

    I’m going to print “misty-eyed” and put it in Misty’s memory box.



  13. How heart-breaking, Dawn. Misty-eyed with you…


  14. I’m glad Sara. She was so special.


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