It\u2019s only a month since Bella died and yesterday I received the dreadful news that my cousin Dudley has died too. He\u2019d been for a biopsy on what they thought was a cancerous tumour and he didn\u2019t recover from the operation. I\u2019m really sad. Even though Dudley didn\u2019t want to play with me he was a lovely dog and really very handsome. He was a Collie and a very good looking one at that.<\/p>\n
It has all left me thinking about the mortality of dogs. You humans seem to think it\u2019s funny to compare things to a number of \u2018dog years\u2019, multiplying everything by seven. For a dog, it doesn\u2019t feel seven times longer, it just feels the same as it does for you, but there\u2019s less of it. A day is still a day. We still get 365 days in a year, it\u2019s just that we only get a few years. Not for us your \u2018three score years and ten\u2019 with increasing longevity over time. Our life span is often little more than 10 to 12 years, for Bella it was tragically much less. There isn\u2019t the investment in research into the medical conditions that we die from. There aren\u2019t the charities to support us through our later years. It is frustrating feeling so powerless and knowing that one day it will be me.<\/p>\n
You start thinking what\u2019s it all for? I can\u2019t pass my genes and my wisdom on to the next generation. I can\u2019t watch my own little puppies growing up and making their way in the world. I need to find my own way of making my mark. I founded the Pet Dogs Democratic Party to make a difference to the lives of dogs and next week I shall be sending the first year of my diary to publishers to see if I can be immortalised in print. Perhaps I should dedicate them to all the dogs who have gone before me, blazing a trail, especially Bella and Dudley.<\/p>\n
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