When I woke this morning, long before the first robin began it’s incessant song, what instantly popped into my head was Deacon the Florida collie. I’ve been thinking about him and his Dog-Dad since yesterday when I heard the sad news that he had unexpectedly and suddenly left this earth.
I’ve been reading Deacon and Essex’s blog for several years now, and though I can’t say I knew him well, I can say for sure that his Dad is hurting right now in a profound way that we can all understand. Deacon wasn’t yet five years old and he left his family way too soon. He was a fun loving boy, one who never met a face he didn’t want to lick. He was patient too, as you can tell if you visit his blog. His Dad put all sorts of goofy hats on him and Deacon wore them all with a kind of stoic elegance.
So this Sunday morning on a holiday weekend as Katie got me up before the birds I quelled my irritation a bit and let her lick my face even though I wanted to roll over and go back to sleep. Because of Deacon. I know how lucky I am to have her and that our time with our dogs is always going to be too short. But really. Four years? That’s way too short.
If you have a moment go on over to Deacon’s blog and leave a message for Dog-Dad. He’s got a long road ahead of him without his buddy and he could use a hug. And while you’re at it, hug the fuzzy one near you, the one that’s looking at you with the big eyes while you’re on the computer, hoping for a walk or a ball toss.
I’m glad I got to meet you Deacon. Run free big fella.
May 29, 2011 at 5:04 am
How sad. I love collies. Every collie I’ve met is a sweetheart, with a gentle soul.
May 29, 2011 at 6:12 am
That’s a beautiful tribute to Deacon. I read Deacon’s blog this morning and knew he was well-loved by his dad and he was a sweetheart to everyone.
Life is definitely too short for him!
May 29, 2011 at 7:51 am
It is so odd in a way – our little dog bloggers family is so so close and it is amazing how much we feel when one passes away. I know I have cried many tears this year already – we seem to have lost quite a few fuzzy friends and every time I remember how lucky I am to have Reilly, how he has kept me going through bad times and how devastated I would be if I lost him suddenly like how Joe lost Deacon. My heart aches for him and Essex – what a strange feeling they must have at the moment. Thank you for the lovely tribute Dawn – I know Joe will appreciate it so much.
May 29, 2011 at 12:14 pm
I heard about Deacon’s passing yesterday also and did go over to Dog Dad’s blog and did give Ricky extra hugs (although it was torture for him!). It is just so sad to think Deacon was so young…
May 29, 2011 at 3:40 pm
Thank you for stopping by. Your words and prayers are truly appreciated by Dog Dad and I. As requested we have provided the story about the origin of Deacon’s name, we hope you enjoy it.
Yesterday was a long day, and today things are better. I have been supporting Dog Dad and have him convinced to get another Collie. He just needs to make the call.
May 29, 2011 at 4:10 pm
I just stopped by….what a sweet boy and a loving family. What a heartbreaker….thank you for sharing their story.