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I walked with Goliath
The absolute best thing I ever did for my health was to keep one of the four puppies from a beagle dog that just showed up and then got pregnant. Goliath’s daddy was half chow, half St. Bernard, and this dog would change my life. He was a teenager when I hurt my back at work and lost my job. I have never been the same since. Dr. Bennett told me I had to try to walk every day, but I couldn’t walk down the driveway. One day my daughter said, “Why don’t you take Goliath and he can pull you?” I did, and he pulled me when I couldn’t go. He healed my body and my soul, and soon we were walking at Kerr Scott Dam. We then walked many of the trails up on the Blue Ridge Parkway and even the hardest trails at Stone Mountain State Park. He quit pulling years ago, but by then I could pull myself. Dr. Jackson at the Animal Hospital of Wilkes hated to tell me back in May that Goliath had cancer and wouldn’t last the summer. We took a few special walks after that, but he limped and panted so bad that we quit going. I haven’t walked since, and I’m having back trouble again. He passed away this past week, taking a nap in the backyard. I realize that when spring touches the trees here in the foothills, those walking trails will call to me. Thanks to Goliath it’s in my blood now. And I think, maybe, by then it might be time to find another puppy. If it doesn’t come find me first. Gwen Owens, Moravian Falls | EnergyUnited |
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