tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931921496989071942.post3301698982930779134..comments2023-06-08T07:32:39.725-05:00Comments on Aristotle's Feminist Subject: My Dog, Casey's Dogma, and Women Witnesses to the Resurrection of JesusJ. K. Gaylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07600312868663460988noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931921496989071942.post-43427956101585185992011-07-14T16:21:37.681-05:002011-07-14T16:21:37.681-05:00Thanks Kristen. Sorry to hear that you also have l...Thanks Kristen. Sorry to hear that you also have lost your beloved dog! Somehow sharing the pain of loss helps, even through blogging. This particular dog of ours and I had a particular attachment. To my mother, my wife wrote: "<i>We are all missing him - especially Kurk. Almost daily they head to the fields behind our house - to the river or lake. I joke that that is kurk's 'cave' time. He often says he's going to take the D-O-G out to talk with G-O-D. I know some heartfelt conversations have happened while walking B*** [our dog]. His last walk with him was Thursday night. He came back home and said he was really going to miss those river walks, anticipating the move [to our new neighborhood]. Friday B*** [the dog] took a turn. I prayed that God would take him, without intervention from a vet. His death was sweet. Both A*** [one of our daughters] and S*** [our son] were able to sit with him - and say good bye. We are also glad we were able to bury him in the place he loved. (Not often that all five of us are home at the same time!) We are glad he will not have to transition to a new home. This was what he knew. And I hope we see him someday. So many tears!</i>" Now it's a peculiar silence for me, for us, without him. "<i>Bitter,</i>" our son says to me, "<i>and still good good, sweet memories.</i>"<br /><br /><br />Suzanne, I am so sorry your dog died too! What a sweet and bitter passing there with you on the floor at the vets. Yes, even ψυχὴν ζῶσαν, pyche zoe, a soul of life.J. K. Gaylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07600312868663460988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931921496989071942.post-76951575790801485272011-07-14T01:14:17.575-05:002011-07-14T01:14:17.575-05:00My dog died a few days ago too. I lay on the floor...My dog died a few days ago too. I lay on the floor at the vets and held his head and listened to his last few breaths. He was nephesh, a living soul.Suzannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13050325763708171253noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3931921496989071942.post-46589980877812289702011-07-13T16:03:08.562-05:002011-07-13T16:03:08.562-05:00"Surely, amidst other and greater mercies, I ..."Surely, amidst other and greater mercies, I shall see my dog again." George MacDonald.<br /><br />MacDonald was a Universalist, but I think he would have believed this even if he weren't. MacDonald's faith was built, more than anything else, on his trust of the Father, as informed by his remarkable relationship with his own human father. I think MacDonald was right. I, too, have lost a beloved dog-- a dog who ranked right up there with everyone I have ever called "best friend" -- and I cannot help but think God somehow preserved her for me. . . <br /><br />I weep with you, Kurk. So sorry for your loss.Kristenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08252374623355509404noreply@blogger.com