Loving and Losing A Dog
I don't want this to be a sad post. I guess I'm posting this for all of us who have lost a dog and think we are nuts for grieving over our dogs as much as we are.
Never expected Hubby, Daisy (our female Saint Bernard and McDuff's princess)and me to be as heartbroken as we are. We received 8 cards from family and friends. He lost his fight with bone cancer on 11/4.
This is the same as losing a family member. I keep seeing him, remembering his beautiful, big head, his knowing eyes, his funny antics, and how he loved getting comfortable in our big bed, next to us (all 180lbs. of him).
I don't want to lose that image. My heart actually aches for him. There IS such a thing as heartache. We will pick us his ashes tomorrow.
A new thing is that they do a paw print, too.
What keeps me being a reasonable, sane person during this time, is my belief that everything happens for a reason.
Maybe we don't know why he was taken from us a 6 years old, but I do know that we will know why in the future.