Bye to Saylor…..
November 8th, 2008I wasn’t going to do this but may find it cathartic. Amy’s absolutely sweetheart of a bullmastiff and inspiration for the pet line is no longer with us. I have nothing sarcastic, biting or remotely interesting to say except this….love and treat your pets with the same thought that I am hopeful you are treating your families and environment. They, too, are dying from chemicals that seep into their paws and skin from chemical products.
That’s not the case with Saylor. She was old for a mastiff and many of their breed get cancer. She was in pain and although, not unhappy, she wasn’t living the life that is fair as she hobbled instead of walked and could barely go to the bathroom.
I write this because as I stated she was our inspiration for the pet line and I’ve known her since Amy got her over eight years ago. “Bullmastiff?” I asked her, not quite getting the appeal. Having grown up with beautiful golden retrievers, I was almost appalled at her choice of dog. And her being the epitome of a Cape Cod girl with the four Labrador retrievers her family owned when we were kids?!
Boy, was I in for a life lesson: I was a dog snob….but that was soon to change.
Saylor, while being one of the gentlest souls ever, allowed the childrens’ jumping on her and silly women painting her toenails red for the holidays (that would be Amy and me and a little wine!) She hardly barked but her presence was enough to give a feeling of safety. And she loved to SWIM! When writing the label for the Silly Saylor products, every word is true….she would jump in a puddle, the canal, a pool or the ocean…all for the love of swimming! One time when on Jupiter beach we came across a Golden Retriever group where of course, the dogs were charmingly chasing balls into the water, so perfect with their good breeding. I looked at Saylor and asked her “How’s it feel to be the ugly duckling in a group full of swans?” She looked at me, squatted and puked simultaneously, and it was the perfect answer as the GR owners stood gaping mouthed and horrified. I was almost embarrassed but then remembered that when I “baby” sit her, have never needed a leash as she listens to people and commands enough to comply. As well as when I put her in passenger seat of my Honda, I love watching people stare at her 80 lbs. of cute/ugly beauty.
One more story…no two! My son,Bowie, had not seen her for about four years and she was in my car surrounded by admirers when he yelled “Hey, Saylor!” from 20 yards away. She really was not impressed with her current posse but upon hearing Bo’s voice, went crazy; wagging and wriggling until he got to her. They had known each other since she was a pup and she obviously remembered. They spent the weekend inseparable. Other quick one…when Amy and I started Modern Mermaids, because of our schedule I moved into their “guest quarters”. One night, her hubby gone, I went over to hang out after a shower and was brushing my wet hair. I quickly had bullmastiff butt right against me and that sweet doe eyed look. I yelled to Amy “What’s up with Saylor? I have dog ass in my face and I’m trying to brush my hair!” Well, Amy walked in the room, looked at us both and turned to me….”Duh, she wants you to brush her, too!” Lesson learned. And I, of course, went and got her brush.
Anyway, I sit here tonight and am glad that last night I went to see her, look into her eyes, kiss, hug and tell her what a great being she’s been here and as silly as it may sound, am glad I had the opportunity to know a bullmastiff who added so much love and sweetness to my best friend’s family and also, to me.
We’ll keep the labels with Saylor’s picture and be proud every time a bottle is sold.
In memory of Saylor, one of the sweetest and smartest creatures I’ve had the pleasure of knowing.
November 7, 2008.