Today's Wordless Wednesday is not so wordless. Five years ago today I was giving all the love I could to my beloved Reznor. He lay beside me, unable to move the bottom half of his body and his paralyzation crept higher with each passing minute. I gave him things he loved and wasn't supposed to have, like M&Ms. I put his favorite toy by him, his owl. The one toy that cost $1 and he chose to carry around with him instead of chew to pieces like all the other stuffies he had.
Our family sent him off with all the love we could muster, trying so hard to make up for the short life he lived. At five years old Reznor should have had a lot more life to live. We will always wonder what happened to Reznor before we saved him from the shelter and brought him to his true home. The Vet asked if he had been in some sort of serious car accident that caused his spine to be in the shape it was in. Not with us and not that we know of.
We loved him. We still love him, and today we remember all the smiles he used to give us. The way he would zoom around the yard with a smile on his face. The way he would curl up his nose whenever my husband had him smell hot sauce. The way he would let kids pull on his ears and whiskers while giving us a look that said, "Is this normal?" The way he would watch and chase flies, as though he were a cat.
Our love for Reznor helped bring our whole family together. The part of my heart that belongs to him - the part that will always belong to him - hurts today. It's sad. But, I know he's still with us and I'm pretty sure he taught Twiggy how to open doors with her nose, so his spirit lives on.
RIP Reznor. We love you, always.
