I have long been a believer in Angels. I'm not really talking about the spiritual ones. I'm talking about the human ones. Those people who for whatever reason come into your life to help you when your need is greatest.
This Saturday the 20th it became clear that my beloved dog Grendel was dying. I had always hoped that my almost 17 year old dog would die at home perhaps in his sleep. But this was not to be. I called the Half Moon Bay Veterinary Hospital to make the appointment. Dr. Laurie Mckinney was the first vet that Grendel saw as a puppy and she always had a special way with him. I so hoped that she could see him on his last veterinary visit . My hopes were disappointed as I was told that Dr Mckinney was not taking calls this day but she would be in and out of the office.
We brought Grendel into the office and we were told that Dr. Mckinney was in and that she would be taking the appointment from a colleague.
I really can't express how relieved both my husband and I were. She wasn't asked to be there; she didn't have to be there. But she cared enough to see Grendel one last time. When the appointment was over she thanked us for the priviledge of getting to know our dog and care for him.
This is true dedication. This is everything that a vet should be. This is love. This was the best Christmas present I have ever received. Dr. Mckinney, her colleagues and staff will always have my respect, admiration and gratitude for their loving care of my dog during the last minutes of his life.
The real point to my little story is to remind you all that at your lowest moments there is an angel waiting to help you. You just have to allow your heart to be open and your eyes to see it.
And God bless us everyone.
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