I burst into tears
at the sight of pizza on the counter.
There is no longer danger
of your nose sniffing out a snack
your tongue stealing it with sneaky swipe.
Your bright eyes no longer follow me.
Your tail no longer wags in joyful greeting.
I am bereft
that food is safe
but you are gone.
.
One year to the day after we had to put down our miniature poodle Dusty, we came home today to find our dear, sweet OJ, (Kimelle’s Optimum Jive) bloating from gastric torsion. I rushed him to the vet where he died in my arms 10 minutes later. And so my prophecy came true. In one year I lost my 3 old men: Dusty (16.5), Dad (100.75), and OJ (15.5). Be careful of the words you speak.
I gave OJ this ghastly hair cut last weekend, and saved the hair to spin and felt. What a melancholy, precious task that will be, when I can bear it.
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Shawn L. Bird 
I’m so sorry, and have the experience to be truly compassionate. We open our hearts to love and to grief.
Leashes tied tightly around our hearts…
oh no! I’m so sorry!
I’m sorry for your loss, Shawn.
Yes, my eyes tear up at this.
May your grief bring more knowlege than pain.
They are a blessing, and it’s hard to lose a blessing.
Yes.
Peace and many blessings to you and yours. You have my condolences. 😦
Thanks.
I’m so sorry, Shawn. There is nothing like the unconditional love they give us. Hugs
He was a very good dog.
(Despite his many attempts to kill himself).
Such a sweet, beautiful boy.
I am so sorry
So very sad. But never mistake premonition for prophesy. Something prepared you for the eventuality; you didn’t bring it on.
Pets have such a fleeting time with us, and it takes a really callous person to get used to losing them. A philosophy I outlined in my first novel was that in place of sorrowing for the loss, one should concentrate on remembering the mutual joy that existed during the time they were with you.
So. Much. Joy.
So. Much. Loss.
My heart keeps breaking for you Shawn.
Mine is rather fragile at the moment, I confess!
My condolences. My family’s lost two dogs in the past three years, I know how much this stinks.
Yeah. 😦