As My Dog Goes BlindApril 2, 2014
As my dog goes blind, I’m learning and he is
leaning. Henry, our dear dog of 15 years is slowly losing his sight. The
cataracts are narrowing his field of vision and helping to expand my
own. I took him for a walk today and went out in the field. He was
fine as long as he was on the leash. As soon as I unhooked it, he would stop
and be unwilling to move forward. He would look at me as if to say…..hook it
back up, that way I’ll know where you are. It’s the unfamiliar landscape that
is a problem. The kitchen table and chairs generally stay in the same place,
but a pair of human shoes left on the floor….well they weren’t there
yesterday….and make him stumble.
Henry needs you to get closer for recognition. And if
you stay outside of the 3 foot circle…. (or whatever it is in dog
feet)…he takes longer to know who you are. I am learning a great
deal from this short dear friend of mine. That trust is more about moving
closer. He can’t always see you, but if you get close enough, there is
that wag of relief in the shape of a dog’s tail that says, “Thanks for
coming toward me so I could see who you are”. There is much for us to
learn about each other in that.
Henry is 15. He has been with me for more than a quarter of my life. I would
be foolish to not pay attention to this change he is experiencing. I am now his
eyes. I am a seeing eye man for my dog. And I hope to help him navigate
these days as he has always done for me, in his own Maltesian way. As my dogNudges. Bookmark the permalink.
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