To Every Thing There Is A Season
I hadn’t planned to write a post today as I’m feeling sad and a little mopey about Maud. While I’m happy she’s not suffering anymore, I miss her. I keep thinking I need to take her for a little walk, give her medicine, or look in on her. I miss Maud’s presence.
I’ve spent a lot of time with Dash over the course of the day, figuring he may be somewhat confused by Maud’s absence. Plus, I needed to be around him more as well. It’s been a sunny, beautiful day on Green Hill Farm, and Dash and I have taken full advantage of it by going on two, long walks. On our jaunt around the pastures, I noticed both the sheep and chickens basking in the warmth, enjoying the spring weather. A sight that offered solace.
This afternoon, I was running a tiny bit late feeding the barn cats and collecting eggs–just feeling a little off, I guess. Anyway, I walked into the barn, and “Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Everything There Is A Season)” by The Byrds was playing on the radio. I don’t know if you’re familiar with the song, but the lyrics, except for the title which is repeated throughout the song, and the final verse of the song, are adapted almost word-for-word from Chapter 3 of the Book of Ecclesiastes, set to music and recorded in 1962.
“To everything (turn, turn, turn)
There is a season (turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep…”
I listened to the song while I let Churchill Kitty out to run around, cleaned his room, and fed him. As I listened to the lyrics and completed chores, it crossed my mind that this was a fitting song for how I was feeling today. Another song played while I took care of Finn and Olive’s room and dinners. By the time I finished, Elvis Presley’s voice was filling the barn, crooning his classic song, “Hound Dog.” The lyrics made me think of Maud…and smile.
“You ain’t nothin’ but a hound dog
Cryin’ all the time
Well, you ain’t never caught a rabbit
And you ain’t no friend of mine
Well they said you was high-classed
Well, that was just a lie
Well, you ain’t never caught a rabbit
And you ain’t no friend of mine…”
The lyrics, “Well they said you was high-classed, well that was just a lie,” reminded me of a funny comment Dad once made about Maud. After he and Mom did some pet sitting for us, Dad observed that our other dogs–Sadie, a Lab mix, and Scout, a Jack Russell Terrier, always went as far away from our house and patio as possible to do their “business.” But, Maud did not. Maud barely got all four feet clear of the patio when it was time to “go.” Anyway, Dad remarked, “Maud isn’t very couth, is she?” To which I replied, “No, she is not. What she lacks in refinement, she makes up in personality.” All I can say, is in her 10 1/2 years with us, she never went to the nether regions of our backyard for privacy or to spare us from her “business.” Maud may not have been “high-classed,” but she was definitely in a class of her own. And, that’s why she was so endearing and lovable.
After bee-boppin’ around the barn to “Hound Dog” and remembering Maud fondly, I felt upbeat for the first time today. Once the song finished, the radio announcer commented that today is National Pet Day. She went on to encourage everyone to give their companions some special attention and remember how important they are to all of us. A wonderful reminder, indeed. With that, I thought about the 24 other pets I have who deserve my love and regard.
Here’s the thing: This all may sound a little corny, but I don’t care. I walked into the barn later than normal to do chores, and out of all the songs in the world and all the minutes in the day, these two songs played within a ten minute window. Two songs with lyrics that were so meaningful to me on this particular day. Lyrics that were comforting and uplifting. Over the years, I’ve stopped believing in coincidences. I really believe that we experience what we are meant to experience, and maybe, somewhere, there is a lesson in it. Maybe, this was Maud’s lesson and way of saying…”Everything is okay; I’m okay. I’m running around, howling, chasing rabbits, and having a marvelous time being uncouth. Please let me go and be happy.”
Although, right now, I may feel sad, I’m really going to try to take Maud’s lesson to heart. So, in honor of one of the best pets ever, Happy National Pet Day! And, here’s wishing you a couth companion as well as one with LOTS of personality!