Dragged Off Course

ChopperI released a new novel on April 1st of this year and was fired up and well into another. My goal is to turn out three novels this year . . .

Then, tragedy struck.

Our ten-year-old Boston Terrier, Chopper, fell off my daughter’s bed this past Saturday morning. He was experiencing a seizure. Although he recovered somewhat, he remained wobbly and confused . . .

He was still eating and drinking, all bodily functions normal (with support to keep him upright). But after he showed no real improvement, we took him to an Emergency clinic on Monday morning (why does this stuff always happen on a holiday weekend???). The vet found that his ears were inflamed and nasty. We hoped it was an inner ear infection and put him on antibiotics.

They warned us it could be something much, much more serious.

Sadly, less than 36 hours later, our little boy died peacefully in his sleep at my husband’s feet, in the same place he’d always loved to sleep since he was a pup. He most likely succumbed to a brain tumor.

Creative muses aren’t big on big emotionally taxing events like this. Mine is a freaking wimp. Even though I write ghost stories, and truly believe in an existence beyond this one, my muse flew the coop. She’s gone, the bitch. Kaput. Sayonara. I haven’t been able to write a word since the weekend.

So, pardon me, Soulies, if this is a short, sad, and not-so-enlightening blog post today. I came home from work yesterday to the task of laying our beloved furbaby to rest in our backyard. My grief is one thing, but my husband’s grief is excruciating.

I still work, and my husband is retired – home alone all day long. Chopper was his baby. His buddy. His bestie. His grief is all-consuming.

He swears “no more pets.” We all know better. So, I’m on the lookout for a potential Chopper II. Mini Boston Terrier, male. Has to come home to us at 8-9 weeks, like Chopper did. So he can bond with his new daddy.

Maybe after I heal the hole in our hearts with a new pup, my muse will consider returning . . .

I can only hope.



About Claire Gem

Claire is a multi-published, award winning author of both fiction and nonfiction. A native of New York, USA, she now resides in Massachusetts, USA with her husband of 39 years.
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6 Responses to Dragged Off Course

  1. Hi Claire, Sorry to hear about Chopper. Stay strong!

  2. Beth Carter says:

    So sorry about Chopper. I know more people (including us) who have lost their beloved dogs this year. 😦

  3. Sad news. We lost our baby dog (she was 7) earlier this year too. I didn’t write one word for a whole month. As each week went by, our sadness eased and so will yours. Gone but never forgotten. A new pup is a great idea, can’t wait to get mine 🙂

  4. All my sympathy. So sorry about poor Chopper.

  5. Claire, I’m so sorry to hear about Chopper. I wish there were words to make it better. I’m hoping the future Chopper the Second will help fill the hole and bring you new memories…and help your muse return. Take Care!

  6. Dawn Ireland says:

    Losing a pet is heart-wrenching, and my muse would be non-existent, so I understand how you’re feeling. If only pets would last our lifetimes! Still, I’m sure you wouldn’t give up the memories you have of Chopper. He was a lucky dog, and you were given a gift.

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