Monday, 23 November 2009

Quiet House

So the vet told us we were doing the right thing. I cried. Well, actually, I bawled. And today when I came home from taking the kids to school, there was no old smelly dog grinning at me with his crookedy smile of snaggledy teeth, wagging his tail so hard his whole body moved with it.

In the post today was a condolence card from the vet.

I miss my shadow, who was never more than 3 feet away from me, who would get anxious if he was napping, woke up and couldn't immediately see me, then would have to search the house to find me even if I was only in the bathroom.


  1. A little poem for you from Max

    Grieve not, nor speak of me with tears, but laugh and talk as if i were here beside you, I loved you it was heaven here with you


  2. Don't ! I'll cry even some more ...:-(

  3. Ah Im heart sorry , I still miss my dog who followed me too...they really are like family members xx what a sweet thought from the vet , isnt the world full of some thoughtful people ? Let it all out...bad to keep it in {HUG}

  4. So sorry about your pup. Our furry friends truly leave specialy shaped places in our lives and our hearts.

  5. huge huge hugest hugs


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