Ruby Alexandra Beloz

TODAY WE LOST OUR BEST FRIEND!

Bambamm was born in 1995 on the fourth of July. He was the only male dog among four sisters and from day one he stood out of a crowd and said “pick me” and that I did. Yes I knew there was something very special about Bambamm. I gave him his name because his mother’s name was Pebbles she was named after the Flintstones cartoons and Bambamm really suited him. There’s something amazing about the way he would just smile and look at me that made me feel his love was forever. What ever problems I came home with from the office were left behind the moment I saw Bambamm sitting in the front window waiting for me to pull up in my big red pickup truck. I no sooner placed one step on the driveway floor when he ran to the front door to greet me.

Today we lost our best friend: his name was Bambamm. We lovingly called him our four legged son. He was the best dog in the whole wide world. I believe in my heart of hearts, GOD hand picked him especially just to love me. During his whole life all he ever did was greet me with a great big smile and his tail would move faster than a propeller.

Bambamm never did tricks – he was too dignified to roll rover or play dead – instead he would play ball with me. He would bring tiny ones, big ones and even kick the soccer ball. It never mattered to him – he just wanted to play with me.

If you were a guest in our home, Bambamm would size you up in a second to see if you want make a good candidate to play ball with him. Once he made his mind up he would bring you his favorite ball and place it gently at your feet and give a gentle woof at you to get your attention and let you know he made a new friend! And you then had the opportunity to play with him.

There were not many that would ever turn Bambamm down: how could you resist? All you had to do was look at his great big brown soulful eyes and his smile: who could who would dare to turn down the little guy?

Bambamm could never resist a challenge; there was no toy too small or too big that he couldn’t play with. Bambamm especially loved talking toys – he would find the sensor button and made them talk. I sometimes used to think that he had the soul of a little boy in him; he was always playing and looking for things to play with. He also had a love for toy trucks and cars.

My little guy was so brave: he held on longer than he should have. Poor little guy, he just didn’t want to let go. His sole purpose in life was to lift my spirits on sad days and make me feel love unlike real humans who don’t even know what unconditional love is. Yes this little guy was braver than anyone I have ever met and in the end he came to me and told me goodbye because it was him time. The only regret I have is that his life ended too soon. I wish we would have been able to grow old together. Towards the end he could no longer play with his balls or any of his favorite toys. He no long played with his hillbilly bear name Bubaha that would talk to him and make him smile whenever Bubaha spoke.

You see Bambamm had doggie CODP and could no longer breathe. He suffered with excessive panting and he could not just get enough air and his little tongue was turning blue. So the night before, I just held him in my arms and help him close to my heart. I gently rubbed his forehead and softly kissed him on his little tiny nose and I told him not to hang on anymore – to let go. He was just so tried. I held him tightly in my arms never wanting to lever let my boy go.

I woke up this morning and GOD gave me the courage to let my four-legged son go with love. Yes divine love! Bambamm was loved from day one he was never mistreated or yelled at, and he got the best care that money could buy.

Today I took Bambamm to the Hospital. They told me he was now beginning to suffer; the quality of his life as I once knew it, had slipped out of my arms. He was now ready for his last stop between Earth and heaven. His job was done here –
he could no longer chase squirrels or walk up or down steps. Walking was even more of an effort and my dear sweet gentle boy’s life no longer had any quality.

Today I made the decision to free his spirit to a better life in heaven where his mama, Pebbles, is waiting for me.

Bambamm passed away in our arms at 12:30pm September 7th, 2009 in the San Fernando Valley of our Lady of the Angeles. He no longer has to struggle to breath and the sound of his coughing has stopped. He is now at peace and has traveled on to the Heavens. I only hope GOD has the patience to throw the ball to Bambamm non-stop because I have a feeling once Bambamm gets there, he is going to size up God and make him his new friend.

The house is in total silence no more clink-clang from his dog-collar clicking away; no more wagging his tail in the kitchen to see what is to eat: all that is left in the memory of being unconditionally loved for fourteen years by a dog name Bambamm!

In loving memory our dog Bambamm: July 4th, 1995 to September 7th, 2009

We will always love you Little Guy. You held our hands for fourteen years but now you carry our hearts for eternity…………

©Copyright September 7, 2009 by Ruby Alexandra Beloz