I can grieve along with you too. Last spring my 13 year old black lab "BUCK" went missing one day when I was out of town. He had been gone before for almost three weeks on one of his romantic interludes, so I thought that this was just another. This time he did'nt return. Two weeks later my little lap lassa apso/poodle mix "PHOEBE" started looking feeble. While I was getting dressed she went out in the garden and passed away. I was so down I could hardly go to work.
The next week when I got to my office there was a basket on my desk with a chocolate Lab puppy in it all decked out with ribbons and puppy toys. My daughter, a school teacher, and my grand daughter, who goes to college and works for me part-time had gone and found me a pup even though I had told them that I didn't want another dog. He's now full grown and into everything.He didn't replace BUCK & PHOEBE, but he sure eased the emptiness of their absence.
There is a pet cemetery down in my garden with beloved pets from the last 30 years or so: SWISHKIE, FRECKLES, BROWNIE, WHITEY, POKEY, SHASHTA, FRITZ AND NOW PHOEBE plus assorted cats. I still miss them all but the new guy PARKER (my grand daughter named him) eases the hurt. Be assured we will meet them ALL again some day. SAM and BUCK are somewhere else but I remember them as well.
Best Regards, George
Last edited by George L.; 01/20/08 10:15 PM.
