I could never bring myself to throw Buck’s booties away. It’s been five years since his passing, and while I’ve cleaned out the “pet cabinet” several times since then, I just couldn’t dispose of the well-worn boots that helped our arthritic 13-year-old lab mix maneuver the tile and wood floors without slipping.
Ironically, Buck refused to use the $400 Walkin’ Wheels we bought him. He would just stand there, frozen, despite our pleadings (and a bit of tugging). Instead, he preferred the $40 boots. (Note to self: Next time, try the cheaper option first).
This past Christmas, I flew to Colorado to spend the holiday with my mom and my sister, brother-in-law, three nephews and two family pets—my dog-niece, Soupy and my late father’s dog, Uncle Bear, now 14.
For well over a year now, I’ve worried that each time I see Bear might be the last. But thanks to excellent care and love by my sister’s family, a special diet, frequent vet visits and a slew of pills to keep him comfy, Bear lives on—a happy old man-dog.
Over the holidays, I noticed Bear’s back end slipping a bit on the wood floor when he’d try to get up from a nap. While he was able to gather some speed on carpet (using this term “speed” loosely), the bare floors don’t provide his weak, arthritic hind legs much traction.
I suggested to my sister Stephanie that she check out handicappedpets.com for a pair of gripper boots for the old man. Then, light bulb moment struck! Buck’s booties are still in the cabinet at home! Maybe that’s why I could never throw them away. Uncle Bear would need them.
As soon as I returned home, I packed up those cute boots and priority mailed them to Bear.
Here he is wearing them—none too pleased, I might add.
But Stephanie says Bear now has traction on the bare floors, so he’s getting around on them better. (Unfortunately, they trip him up on the carpet a bit, but he’ll adjust to them soon like Buck did).
Have you ever had trouble parting with something from a pet that had passed? Share your story in the comments. I’d love to hear about it.
I still have Buck’s favorite toy too. The little wooly lamb 🙂 . I keep it hidden so my dog Chilly can’t tear it up.