I agree, I AGREE, but then they are gone and the soul seem as though it will never heal, not ever. But each day gets better; there are always glimpses of them though; they suddenly appear, little ghosts, waiting for you at the door, sitting by your chair at dinner, snuggling next to you on the bed. I know it will get better some day. But the saddest part is being too olde to start again with another lab puppy. Tears, I'm sorry.
I agree, I AGREE, but then they are gone and the soul seem as though it will never heal, not ever. But each day gets better; there are always glimpses of them though; they suddenly appear, little ghosts, waiting for you at the door, sitting by your chair at dinner, snuggling next to you on the bed. I know it will get better some day.
ReplyDeleteBut the saddest part is being too olde to start again with another lab puppy.
Tears, I'm sorry.