by jan Pomaro
Ginger
Ginger came to me almost 11 years ago in August of 1990. She was a shelter dog part collie part chow. My daughters and I went to get a puppy but the puppies were sick that day so we took a look at the older dogs. It was so hard to choose, they were all barking and jumping and trying to get our attention. I finally looked at a lower cage where a dog was desperately trying to get my attention simply by sitting there wagging her tail and when I looked her way she lifted her left paw. That did it , my heart melted. We took her out back to see how she would react to children and the first thing she did was jump on on each one of them and submit them to her very first of many many kisses. Ginger became a very important part of our lives. She was dropped off at the shelter by someone who did not care for her but she repaid me every single day of her life with love for saving her. Ginger was between 1 and 2 years of age when we got her and we had to teach her how to play. That was so sad to see a dog that had to be taught how to play. Ginger was a true lady , never got into things she shouldn't or food that was not offered to her. My family and ginger learned from each other.
Time passes and ginger started growing old. Her face got white and her movements were slower. Her love never diminished though and her heart just grew bigger. In January of 2001 she underwent what we thought was going to be surgery for kidney stones. The vet called me at work and told me that she had a very bad case of bladder cancer. My heart broke. He gave me three options then do the surgery , sew her back up or euthanize her. Of course i had him do the surgery just as i would if she was a real child. Ginger rebounded from that surgery and things looked good. I fed her special foods and medicines that the vet presribed. Then the downward turn came almost 6 mos after the surgery. The last 3 weeks she could barely move, just laid there looking at me with those eyes. I know she was pleading but I was pleading also. I need you Ginger, please please get better, then those prayers were followed by Dear Lord, take ginger home with you , I cannot bear to do this to her. Finally I could not wait any longer and the vet came to the house to take you out of your pain. That was yesterday July 9, 2001 and my heart is broken. A piece of it is missing and it's with her.
I used to complain about walking her in the snow , cold or rain. I would give anything to walk you one last time Ginger. I made ginger a part of many people's lives via the internet and the prayers were all headed her way. Look up tonite~~ you'll see an extra shiny star. That's Ginger
jan pomaro