Sweet memories and more joy than a class ring


Bumper is a rescued dog. He had one day left to find a home before he was to be euthanatized. I was 14 years old and decided to purchase Bumper in stead of my clas ring.  This I have never regretted that decision. I'm not really sure what breed he is but he looks a Stafford but he was small and brown, with terrier - like ears and a short bent tail. He can jump to my eye level and is obsessed with the water hose.






The things I cannot describe are what make him more than a dog to me and to the rest of my family. I cannot explain his expression when he wants to console me: there is no way to know how it feels when he knows I am comming home and greets me at the door, or when he sleeps beside me because he is afraid of a storm. The worst thing is that not many people will care or notice when he passes away too soon because of heart disease.










It seemed the world stopped when we learned that he had only about a year left with us. It doesn't seem fair that nothing will change outside of our family when he does leave us. Bumper never saved our lives, nor does he have any special ability to help the handicapped. What he did do was to teach me to love and respect animals. He listens without judging and comforts without advice.









He is always just there for me, and that's enough. Now it's time for me to be there for him, but there isn't anyting I can do to make it better for him or myself. I pray that there is a better place for good dogs after this life and that there really is a      * Rainbow Bridge* across which Bumper will be waiting for me... as he always has before.











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