Sad Day

Yesterday was a sad day for the Igor family. They had to say good-bye to their beloved boxer, Rusty. For over ten years, he was an important part of the family – most of the family photos have Rusty in them somewhere. In later years, his earlier transgressions such as chewing the siding off the house and chomping through the cable TV line were mostly forgiven and laughed at. He tolerated, perhaps even enjoyed, toddler Bubby’s and toddler Pi’s pounding, tugging, yanking and overly enthusiastic hugging.

Rusty was a handsome fellow with a wonderful brindle and white color, lively manner and engaging personality. He loved people and welcomed everyone with great delight, sure they came just to see him. He especially loved his family and shared everything with them – furniture, bed, food (which often disagreed with him and resulted in HUGE disgusting, smelly piles) – even to the point of joining in on the fun on the trampoline or splashing in the wading pool.

Several years ago, Rusty assumed an additional, very important task. The Igor family acquired a female boxer who came from an almost abusive situation. Roxie is deaf – stone cold deaf. Rusty was her mentor and guide, acting as her ears and alert system, teaching her the ways of the family and of life. She has been lost and bewildered since he left without her, pasting herself to Mrs. Igor’s side, trying to understand what has happened.

We all knew this day was coming sooner or later; but, of course, it happened too soon, much too soon. No matter how much you think you have prepared yourself, the reality is a terrible blow. We grieve for the Igor family and the huge hole in their lives. Go in peace, Rusty; we will miss you.