It is so quiet. The only dog I’ve heard barking in the past 6 days was down the street.
I’ve had dogs for so many years I didn’t realize how quiet the place would be without them.
You see Ivy is a quiet cat. She rarely meows.
I feel a bit better after having picked up Charlie’s ashes. Having his and Abi’s ashes side by side on the shelf gives me some degree of peace.
One of you asked me to post a photo of Abi. On the sidebar, I have placed both Charlie’s and Abi’s photos for you to see. And of course I added the one above.
Though death is final, love lives on. And you cling to that and all the sweet memories.
I’ve often heard people say that losing a pet was so excruciatingly difficult that they don’t dare adopt a pet again.
Please reconsider. There are so many pets out there just waiting for you to take them home. They will love you unconditionally and never let you down.
To me, a pet’s love is the best there is. It is pure and simple and extraordinarily beautiful.
In my mind’s eye, I can see Charlie’s big brown eyes staring at me. Those eyes were filled with such devotion.
I miss him so very much.