I'm not a dog-lover. But somehow one grows attached to a beast after 9 or 10 years together. So I grieve. Not in endless tears. But in sudden waves that reach up and grip my heart for a few seconds before the conversation goes tripping on.
Willie, our eternally hopeful dog!
Edith Schaeffer was right when she said, "There is never a neat little portion of time labelled: "Time for exclusive care of upheaval... The end of life just comes up and hits you when you're not looking! "
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no words, but an other picture of Willy
sorry, here is the link:
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I'm sorry to hear about Willie, she really was a very nice dog, so much so that I, another non-dog-lover, loved to walk her!
PS my mum is sorry too, she is a dog lover...
That's quite sad. I think I need to be a little more thankful for Buddy.
Thank you all for the comforting words.
Hans, I did walk with all the gang this morning... but I think its going to be hard to keep the habit up without a dog!
And yes, Aaron, you should be thankful for Buddy. :-)
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