After a while of sadness

 

I wish I could be full with happiness for the war has over and all live hostages has came back.

Recently I went with my dog Pie to his vet. Only a vaccine. His vet checked him and found out a fat block, non cancer that needed a surgery to pull out. By checking to the surgery - has been found out that he also started with some heart problems. He needed some pills to stabilize his heart. After a while - one more check, his heart was ready for the surgery. He meant to have it almost two weeks ago. an anesthesiologist came from a pets' hospital. The anesthesiologist checked him and was angry with me, his heart wasn't stable again and it was dangerous to make the surgert. The surgery had another date.

15TH October, only few days after - we went out for noon walk. Pie said "Hello" at our favorite pets' store. We went to the dogs' garden. He plays a bit. Then he collappsed. The horror movie has started. I made a try to take him in my hands (I made it before, althout his weight). This time - he almost fell. It's next to a playground which was full in kids and their parents. So many eyes on us. Many kids and adults came after us - just to ask what did happen to him (Really? Do you really think I whould stop to tell you NOW?). One woman whi was sitting on a bench next to once of entrances was shouting at me if I need help. I was shouting that I need help to take him to his medical clinic. Again and again she was shouting if I need help and I was shouting that I do need for taking him to his medical clinic. Somehow I amde to take him out of the playground and cross the road. The shouting woman came after me and again if I need help. You asked it already!!! An old man with some kind of bikes with some part for junks in the back (and he had junks) asked me 3 times if the dog has been run over. 3 times I said that he didn't. The shout woman asked him if he can take the dog in the back (with the junks) to the medical clinic. He rolled over. The only good thing that went out from her shoutings that I made a call to the medical clinic (from stress I didn't think of it) She saw I made the call and she still gave orders during my call. At the medical clicnic there was no one who come help to take him, but they were ready for us. In the moment I finnished the call - the shouting woman said that I needed to take him the bikes. ENOUGH!!!
Than came a guy that I don't even know. A sweet one. Someone who heard the stroy called him "an angel". This guy probably an angel. He stopped and asked if I need help. I said that I need help to take my dog to the medical clinic. This guy didn't think twice, grabbed Pie in his hands, and ran with us to the medical clinic (few minutes a walk away). The surgery room has been became vacant for Pie. This guy gave me a glass of water and stayed with me another few minutes. THem the guy told me he need to go. At least I rememberd to thank him. A moment after the guy went aways - I've been told to come to the room of the regular therapy. They made a try, but it was too late. Pie came without a pulse. His heart... 

Yesterday I started with a try to let go. Pie will always stay a part of my life, but I need to let go a bit. For a start - yesterday I was for a moment at the foundation that I used to volunteer at, the same place that I was adopting Pie. I gave a donation of the treats that I still had. And two closed cans of wet food that I used for giving him pills (just in case that some dogs at the foundation need some pills). And some "bags" for taking after dogs. 

I'm sure that one day I will adopt another dog, but I need some more time. I'm not sure how long.

And couple of old photos that I love. For a while there was a studio in Tel Aviv. A French photographer named Lior who moved to Israel. Her thing was taking photos of dogs with and without their human parents. We had two sessions at her studio. So, couple of photos of me with Pie, taken by Lior at her studio

Pie 2013-2025