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October 8th, 2004


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02:31 pm - Requiem for Paladin
Paladin was his name, and it fit him like few other dog's names ever fit a canine. He was a purebred, and the light of it shone from his gleaming coat, his regal posture, his princely bearing. If ever a Siberian Husky was born to be a show dog, it was Paladin. He was the most beautiful and grand dog I'd ever seen.


The first time I saw him, I was simply awed. He stood with his head held high, his tail a flowing plume raised gracefully over his back. It was as though he knew he was royalty, and was filled with a pride and grace that one could only admire. When he came to you, it was with a slow and measured tread, as though walking down a red carpet to bestow blessings upon the townspeople.

He tried to be a good pet, but he was raised and groomed for showing, and always seemed a little confused about his new surroundings with us. Where were the people who gave him so much attention? The people who were in and out, several times a day, brushing, and examining, and discussing him? He was ready for the show -- where was the show?

But the show was never to be. Paladin, the most beautiful dog in the world, had something not quite right about his jaw. I never saw it, nor could ever tell what it was that destroyed his show dog career before it started, but whatever it was, it was enough to forever disqualify him.

Paladin wandered through life, still proudly holding his head high, until he finally developed such a crazed and violent personality that he had to be put down. It seemed that the puppy who had so much promise had been cast aside, and that this had somehow broken him. I don't think he ever knew what he had done wrong to be shut out of the show scene, but I think he always, to some extent, wondered.

I wish I could have spoken Doggish. I would have told him how beautiful he was over and over until he believed it. And maybe ... just maybe ... he would still be standing tall with the rest of the family.

Sometimes, when I think of Paladin, I despise the show dog industry and everything it represents.

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From:citizen_gkar
Date:October 8th, 2004 02:50 pm (UTC)
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I had the perfectly good, typically "me" response (being a D&D nerd).

Then I finished the story.

Damn your hide! *hugs MrsV, keeps story on an index card for later*
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From:mrsveteran
Date:October 8th, 2004 03:03 pm (UTC)
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I just re-read this entry, and I got all choked up.

Poor Paladin.

I miss him. I haven't thought about him for a long time.
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From:kungfubarbie
Date:October 8th, 2004 03:37 pm (UTC)
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*big hugs*
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From:cookiegirlie
Date:October 8th, 2004 04:54 pm (UTC)
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He was lucky to have you, sweetie.

That's just another thing that sucks about the AKC and the more rabid members of same.


* huggles *

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