Meeka
These last few months have been so busy with birthdays, parents visiting, the holidays, that I haven’t had any time to update the blog. I will have to catch you up on all the happenings in a later post, however this post I wanted to dedicate to our sweet dog of 7.5 years - Meeka.
We’ve had a rough start to 2022 to say the least. January 3-7 Maliyah was admitted to the hospital for severe bloating and then it happened again on January 18. This time, we were airlifted to Oahu for further studies and treatment. On January 19, Adam had a few things to tie up at work, and then the plan was to fly to Oahu in the afternoon to join Maliyah and myself at Kapiolani Medical Center. Adam ended up taking Meeka to work with him so that she wouldn’t be at our home by herself. Unfortunately, through a tragic accident, Meeka was run over by a truck. Adam rushed her to the emergency vet, all the while trying to soothe Meeka as she cried. The diagnostic tests proved to show unrepairable damage and we had to say goodbye to our furry best friend.
We got Meeka when she was only 7 weeks old. Adam had just gotten foot surgery and was laid up. We made a last minute decision to drive 3 hours to Grand Junction, CO to look at a litter of Siberian Husky puppies. Meeka was the smaller of the two black and white huskies, but she also had a cool white stripe on her left shoulder. The moment I picked up Meeka and looked in her bright blue eyes - she peed on me and we knew at that moment she had picked us.
Meeka became our constant companion in all our adventures from hiking, mountain biking, skiing and later swimming. Anytime we took her for a walk she would dash back and forth with her tail curled over her back, her blue eyes twinkling and with a huge grin on her face. Anybody who had the privilage of meeting Meeka knew how special of a dog she was. As I look back at the past 7.5 years, I am reminded of how many good memories we have of her.
Meeka was the first one to meet Maliyah when we brought her home from the hospital. In her own doggy way she somehow knew that something was wrong. When I laid Maliyah down for the first time - Meeka nudged her tummy as if she knew that things weren’t working as they should… Through Maliyah’s eyes - she’s only known a life with Meeka in it. Meeka was there when Maliyah held up her head on her own, when she crawled for the first time, and when she started to walk. Maliyah started to howl like Meeka before she even started to talk and Meeka would howl any time Maliyah would cry. These last few months Maliyah had really started to show so much affection towards Meeka. She would remember to give her a treat daily and would purposely save a little bit of her food on her plate to share with Meeka. I would randomly see her whispering secrets in her ear and then hugging her.
Coming home from the hospital was bittersweet. We were glad for a successful surgery and that Maliyah was feeling better, but our hearts were heavy because Meeka wasn’t at home to greet us. I catch myself forgetting that she’s gone for good. Her food and water bowl are still there. We have a brand new bag of food that hasn’t been opened. Every time we have leftovers, we think that she’s going to be there to eat up the scraps. Her fur is everywhere and it will probably be around forever - and that is ok with me.
Maliyah keeps saying that she misses Meeka and that she doesn’t have a dog to play with anymore. In a way, Meeka was her sibling - a playmate, and part of our family. Maliyah is now praying several times a day for a new “Meeka dog”. We don’t know if we’re ready for another puppy quite yet but I’m sure we will get to that point in the future.
Adam buried her in our backyard, and the other day we planted a hawaiian shower tree over her with her collar wrapped around the base. . Every time it comes into bloom and drops its flowers all over the yard we will remember how great a dog Meeka was and how much she shed :). Meeka you are sorely missed and even though you are gone, you will forever be in our hearts. Good bye dear friend…
