A close up of Trigger!

I have lost my dear old friend Trigger. My guide dog who brought so much joy into my life (and that of others), and who served me faithfully as my guide from 4 July 2011.

Trigger relaxing on the ground

Trigger became very unwell on the evening of Saturday 29 July. My mum, sister and I rushed him to the vets. Although Trigger received excellent treatment his condition deteriated. There was no chance of recovery and to avoid unnecessary suffering I took the heart breaking decision to have my dear old friend euthanised yesterday (Tuesday 1 September).

My mum and I spent some 20 minutes or so with Trigger prior to him being sent into that sleep from which none of us return. He circled us with a pilow case in his mouth, his tail wagging and died, peacefully with that same case in his mouth.

I have so often seen Trigger greet me and family and friends with his blanket or some other object in his mouth, his tail waving wildly.

He has left a huge hole in my life. But he died as he lived, happy with a pillow case clamped in his jaws, surrounded by people he loved, and people who loved him.

Trigger in his bed

The below poem, “The Power of The Dog”, by Rudyard Kipling sums up how I feel and, doubtless how countless other dog owners feel (and have felt) on losing a faithful friend:

“There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie—
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.

When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet’s unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find—it’s your own affair—
But… you’ve given your heart to a dog to tear.

When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!).
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone—wherever it goes—for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.

We’ve sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we’ve kept ’em, the more do we grieve:
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long—
So why in—Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?”.

(The above poem is in the public domain).

Below are some photographs of Trigger taken several weeks ago, by my friend Jeff, in a park close to my home.

Trigger relaxing on the ground


My friend Trigger and me at the Park

Me petting Trigger


Me talking about Trigger

Me remembering Trigger

43 thoughts on “Trigger

  1. blindzanygirl

    Oh Kvin. I am SO sorry. I am crying as I read this. I can only imagine how you must be feeling. He was so much to you. RIP Trigger. You did an amazing job on this earth. Kevin, I’m here, though sometimes silence is the only response. I am so very sorry.

  2. Victoria Zigler (@VictoriaZigler)

    Oh, Kevin, I’m so sorry. I know how hard that decision is to make, how much it hurts to make it, and the empty space that’s left in your life and heart afterwards. I hope you can take some comfort in knowing you did the right thing for Trigger, allowing him to – as you put it – die as he lived, “Happy with a pillow case clamped in his jaws, surrounded by people he loved, and people who loved him,” and ensuring he didn’t suffer. I know that knowledge doesn’t take away the pain and emptiness, but I hope it’s some comfort at least.

    1. K Morris Poet Post author

      Thank you so much for your lovely kind words, Tori. It is as you say, very hard. But I do take some comfort from knowing that I did the right thing in not allowing my dear old friend to suffer. All the very best to you and thank you again, Torie. Kevin

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  4. Jemima Pett

    I’m so sorry to hear this, Kevin. To lose a companion animal is hard (I lost one suddenly in May) but to lose a working dog with whom you have such a close bond is even harder. I wish you well. Run free, Trigger, and enjoy the Elysian fields.

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  6. Godfrey

    RIP Trigger, I’m so sorry to hear this Kevin! what a legend I will never forget the first time we met and you farted next to me 😉 you brought so much joy whilst I was working in BEIS and built up my confidence with dogs!

    1. K Morris Poet Post author

      Thanks so much for commenting, Godfrey. I’m delighted that Trigger built up your confidence with dogs. I hope all goes well with you, and thank you again for your kind words. It is great to hear from you. Best wishes. Kevin

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