Morti McCurdy, 2004-2016
“World’s Tallest Caterpillar”
Today is a sad one at our house. It probably would be a better idea if I didn’t even try to write, but I cannot help myself. The day looms for what it is – a day of physical separation looming, but also a day of gratitude for all the good times and mental pictures forever of Morti, 0ur little 10-pound, 12-year 0ld Shih Tzu canine son – and the smallest McCurdy family member – the high-pitch barking one that I shall always best remember as “the world’s tallest caterpillar.”
A couple of months ago, our vet discovered a small internal swelling near Morti’s rear left upper leg. The immediate prognosis was foreboding, and time proved the worst. Morti has an inoperable cancer that has reached the point of inevitability. Our son Casey and I will be taking Morti back to the vet one last time at 2:00 PM today, Wednesday, May 11, 2016 for euthanasia. My wonderful wife Norma had to say her tearful goodbye to Morti this morning before leaving for a busy day at the hospital.
Today is the day that our little family has to say goodbye to our smallest canine channel of so much love and laughter, but it is far more than sadness that we embrace – again – today. It is the latest reminder of the stuff that really is important in life:
True Love is not a commodity that comes and goes with birth and death alone. Once given or received, Real Love – not appetite-driven love – is forever – because “God Is Love” – and God is also the name for every other source of eternally nutrient spiritual energy available to us, even when it comes bouncing through the door of our lives one golden moment day – looking like the “world’s tallest caterpillar.”
Goodbye, Sweet Morti McCurdy! – Our Love for You is Eternal too! – And you shall live forever in our hearts, especially in all shared smiling family moments that simply seem to find us when we most need them, no matter what.
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Wednesday, May 11, 2016, 8:15 PM
The outcome of today’s ordeal is summarized in Part II of this report,
Morti’s Reprieve, Thursday, May 12, 2016
https://bill37mccurdy.com/2016/05/12/mortis-reprieve/
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The Pecan Park Eagle 
May 11, 2016 at 1:07 pm |
Sorry to hear this Bill. Losing a “family member” is never easy. The great thing above Love is that it has no opposite. Neither does Joy, and it appears that Morti brought both to you and your family.
May 11, 2016 at 1:44 pm |
Sorry Bill. They are great members of the family.
Strangely my daughter & family lost their 12 yrs old Lab & they are crushed.
May 11, 2016 at 3:04 pm |
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May 11, 2016 at 4:26 pm |
Sorry to read this post, Brod. As the saying goes ” Nothing lasts Forever “. Condolences to you, Casey and sis Norma…
May 11, 2016 at 5:24 pm |
My best to you, your wife and everyone who passed Morti”s way in this life. I lost my first cat to Cancer and didn’t get another one for years and years just because I didn’t want to go through the separation pain again. That’s no way to live for either the humans or the pets in this world who need each other so much. I am on my third cat now. RIP Morti
May 11, 2016 at 5:27 pm |
My condolences, Bill. As a friend once said, when we lose someone, the relationship doesn’t end, it just changes. I hope your memories of Morti will be a source of joy in the future.
“No one appreciates the very special genius of your conversation as the dog does.” -Christopher Morley
May 11, 2016 at 8:03 pm |
Oh Buff, I’m sorry! He sure looks like a little charmer in the photo–I bet he had a long, safe, and happy life with you McCurdys, and was probably even a little bit spoiled into the bargain. Some day, but not today, you must tell us just how he earned the epithet “the world’s tallest caterpillar.” All of you are in my thoughts.
May 12, 2016 at 1:11 am |
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May 14, 2016 at 1:06 am |
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what a great looking dog…
my thoughts are with you and you family- I’ve had that same scenario in our family some years ago – my children were smaller then and could not accompany me to the Vet – when I returned home we all sat on the kitchen floor a cried. It might be in these so-called “golden years’ one of the reasons we often talk about getting another dog or cat, but always pull up short of the final decision…..take care of yourself
PAC