An anniversary
It was three years ago yesterday, not today, that my beloved dog Kuba left this planet, or whatever it is that happens to dogs when they die. In case you missed it, here's what I wrote about all that a couple of years ago; I have nothing to add at this time. It hurts less and less as time passes, just like they tell you it will, but it still hurts.
I have, however, been thinking more and more about how I could maybe make room in my heart for a dog of my own, even though I have plenty of dog love in my life. It would be kind of nice to come home to a house that isn't empty. A big, grumpy dog with a wagging tail. No puppies. I don't have the time or the patience for a puppy.
Famous last words, I know.
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4 comments:
I'm sorry that you're still feeling that hurt. I have three critters right now, and live in dread of their aging.
Of course, I never intended to get a puppy either. But then I heard this funny noise outside my window...
I would say "Hope you feel better soon," but that might trivialize your grieving. But I will try to introduce you to the little guy soon.
What a beautiful tribute. Thank you for sharing that. Whenever I decide to read the kind of words you wrote, I know I'm going to end up in tears, but I have to read anyway.
Animals are the best.
thanks Anne -- I know what you mean about knowing you're going to cry but wanting to know about it anyway.
And Megan -- I hope to meet the little guy soon. Heather was singing his praises the other day; I don't know if she's met him directly or was reporting Dave and Siobhan's experience with him.
Hey there, I just popped over from Twisty's to check out your blog.
I nearly lost my kitty last fall and in making sure everybody shared my pain I received a lot of feedback from my friends. More than one person (all men, come to think of it) told me that their sorrow at losing their pet was so great they resolved never have another because they couldn't bear to go through that again. I was so sad at Kitty's near-death that I can't imagine how terrible it will be if/when I actually lose her so I understood what they were saying, but it got me thinking. Would I really spare myself that pain knowing how many cats and dogs are out there who still need homes?
This is verging on unsolicited advice so I'll stop here knowing you're smart enough to decide for yourself what you need and want. I just wanted to add my two cents!
S-kat
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